Chapter 3

Of surprised and shocks.

When Casey returned to the prince's room she was greeted with a quick shouting at by the prince and a million hard chores with orders that where near impossible to meet. She made a note to her self never to wake the prince like that again.

In the afternoon the young prince had a visitor, his cousin and newly appointed high priest, Seth. They began to talk as if she wasn't there about many things, Casey couldn't care less about what they were talking about she had better things on her mind than what a prince and a high priest were talking about. Like who would want her ka so badly.

"It's a pointless waste of time, all it is, is dancing around with many women who couldn't careless what kind of person you were and only want you for the amount of gold or power you have." Said Yami in a bored tone, "Besides its not like I have any one to go with." That sentence captured Casey's attention, ha the prince couldn't get a date, which made her laugh, and she let out a small giggle as she went about her work. Neither of the men noticed her and continued speaking as if she wasn't their.

"I know what you mean and it's not even that interesting, but we are expected to be there…WITH accompaniments… when is it again?" the cerulean eyed priest asked.

"Its tonight, Seth." Yami said wishing he didn't have to go.

"You're not serious! Well it looks like we will have to go alone unless you know of any last minute women wishing to go?" Seth asked with a sigh, maybe he could get out of it saying he was sick, but his father never would let him get away with it. at this Casey couldn't keep her laughing quiet enough and laughed out loud, stopping cleaning the floors, which in her opinion were clean enough, so she could get the laughing out of her system.

A reminder that she was there gave Yami an idea.

"Actually Seth, I know of two girls that we could ORDER to go with us to the deadly boring occasion." Yami said with a smirk looking at the laughing girl on the floor, Seth followed his eye line and caught onto what he was talking about.

"oh oh oh no, no way can you make me take my disrespectful slave, one, we'd never get away with it, someone's bound to know their slaves, and two I just plain don't want to." Seth said thinking how embarrassing it would be to walk in with his pitiful slave with too much attitude, it almost made him shudder.

"Do you have a better idea; I know my father would be very disappointed if I didn't walk in with an accompanist, and your father?" Yami said, after all it was his last hope, his father would kill him if he knew he wasn't looking for a wife, he just had to make his father believe he was looking and there would be no need for him to be disappointed.

"No, and father would be disappointed as well, but I swear if we get caught out with some-one guessing they are slaves, I'm blaming it all on you." Seth said in defeat and left to go give his slave one more order…probably the only one he didn't want to give.

"Then pray that they don't." Yami yelled after his cousins retreating form and turned on the now once again cleaning girl, she seemed kinda shocked when he told her to stop and to stand up, make that shocked and confused as he surveyed her. He seemed to make a silent decision walked out of the room and then soon came back with a white two-piece dress with gold trimming and a gold sash, gold bangles and a clip made from silver with diamonds encrusted in it in the shape of a butterfly and beige sandals with ribbons that would wrap around the leg. He then handed them to Casey, who stood there shocked beyond belief; she had no idea why he was giving these beautiful things to her.

"Well go get washed up and changed the bathing room is through there." Yami said pointing towards a door.

"Uh… one question, why are you giving these things to me and wanting me to put them on….are you setting me up?" Casey asked with suspicion.

"Well you see there is this party my father is hosting and, being the prince I am expected to be there with someone, unfortunately I don't have some one to go with and its tonight so it's too late to get some one, so I'm going to try and sell you of for some one of importance." Yami answered.

Casey gave him a look and then said,"In other words I'm your last resort." Casey said and with a sigh of annoyance she turned around to get washed up and changed.

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On his way back to his room Seth passed a servant and asked, rudely too, to have a formal dress and matching jewellery to be sent to his room, the servant didn't ask questions and just hurried to get what he asked for.

He arrived at his room to find Selena sitting cross legged in the middle of the floor twirling a piece of hair around her finger, when he entered she looked up and said, "All done, can I go now?" not caring how pissed off he might or might not be.

"No you can not I have one more job for you," as he said this the servant arrived with what he asked for, a beige of the shoulder dress with a slit up the left side of the dress till the knee, a golden arm band and a necklace with a small drop jem of a ruby. He shoved them at Selena and shooed the Servant away and said, "Put them on you have to come with me to the party the pharaoh is holding tonight." And with that turned and leaved again, not giving her a chance to reply.

"Yeah, sure, whatever." Selena said turning deciding he'd probably want her to wash up as well as change into the clothes. She walked into the bathroom set the clothes and jewellery next to the bath, which was surprisingly already filled up, she undressed and got in and began her last job for the day, a party how fun…not.

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Casey had finished washing up, wringing her hair of extra water, it felt good to be clean again, as a slave she hardly ever got to bath and when she did it was never long enough to become properly clean, she worried that the dirt marks would become permanent but they faded with the warm water and soap, she let her hair dry and began to put on the dress, she put on the top of the dress was a v-neck dress that went over her shoulders to a open back, surprisingly it fit perfectly as if it were made for her to wear, the gold trimming shining in the light, The skirt reached to just past her knees and there was a split up to just near where the sash would be tied around her waist, she tied the sash around her small waist, finishing off the dress.

She put on the sandals and then focused on tying them up properly, as she had never worn anything like this, once she had finally put on both sandals she put on the bangles and let them jingle on her wrist. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and gasped, she had never seen her self look this good, her hair was no longer dirty and un-brushed but clean and neatly dried in nice ringlets, her skin no longer covered in dust and mud and actually looked a much lighter tan than she thought she had, her hands were smooth and clean, no dirt under her nails, no blackness from dust and dirt on her skin, and a slight sent of rose from the bath. She wished she could always look this good, but new that after she had finished this task for the prince he would give her the old jobs of cleaning again, it was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

She picked up the clip and wondered how she would have it in her hair. She soon decided on having half of her hair up in the clip and the rest down, the ringlets still in place. She decided to leave her old clothes where they were, she knew she would have to come back for them at the end of the night. She walked out of the room, a smile on her face; she was so happy that the dirt marks were no longer present on her skin.

As she walked in Yami looked up, what he saw shocked him, his slave who looked like nothing as a slave, now looked so right in a dress made for royalty. How was that possible when she was nothing but a slave, but if some one were to see her now and he told them that they would thing he was crazy. She looked wonderful, absolutely beautiful, Yami remained speechless.

Casey spun around so he could see how it all looked. "So do I look good enough to play your accompanist?" she asked.

"Yeah, you look like you've live that way for your whole life, no one will think you're a slave." Yami said finally, still in awe as to how great she looked.

"And that's a good thing right." Casey said, obviously in a good mood.

"It's a great thing." Yami replied.

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Selena had finished getting all the dirt out from under her finger nails, her hair washed and smelling of Lavender, the dirt stains no longer darkened her skin and she picked up the dress having a better look at it. it was a off the shoulder dress of a beige colour it had light pink and purple trimming along the outside of the dress, the split went up the left leg and the material seemed to sparkle in the light. She put it on and the dress hugged her body in all the right places, it seemed made for her. She slid the golden arm band up her right arm and it sat there in place, complimenting the dress even more. The necklace sat prettily around her neck the ruby drop shining brightly.

Selena's hair had dried practically straight and hung around her shoulders, shining in the sun, the blondness of it giving it a golden look. She looked at her self in the mirror and almost fainted from shock; she looked like a totally different person, and felt like one to, just goes to show what a good bath can do for you. She felt peaceful and good about herself and no longer wished she was dead, her eyes shined with happiness, something they hadn't done in a while, if only Casey could see her, 'shed probably be hugging me to death' Selena thought with a smile. Soon she heard the priest come back in grumbling about something, she walked out of the bath room to make sure he was ok with the look, if it was good enough for him.

Seth didn't even recognise her, if it hadn't have been for the fact he knew what dress he gave Selena, he would have thought someone had snuck into his room. She looked so different, who would have thought a good bath could do that to a person, it was shocking and he was left speechless.

"Is this up to your standards?" she asked twirling still on a happy high.

Seth regained his composure, and cleared his thought and said "it will do." And with that turned to leave again, he stoped at the door and turned back and said, "Are you coming or what?"

"Oh we're going now, yes I'm coming." Selena said and followed him through the halls to where the party was being held.

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"So when do we have to go?" Casey asked wondering why they had to wait, shed never been to one of these so how would she know what happens?

"My father will come and get us; we have to wait for all the guests to arrive." And just as he answered, Yami's father, the pharaoh knocked on the door asking if it was ok to enter. Yami replied with a 'yes father' and for the first time, Casey met the pharaoh she bowed, just as she had been taught if she were to meet the pharaoh.

"Well who would you be?" the pharaoh asked, his voice was calm and friendly, yet strong, it was a voice that didn't surprise her no guard failed to obey.

"Father this is Casey," Yami said, pausing for a moment before deciding she could pass for someone from the south kingdom, they weren't as darkly skinned. "She's from the South Kingdom."

lucky the pharaoh didn't know his slaves very well. The pharaoh took her hand and kissed it.

"You've been keeping her a secret from me, my son. Not willing to share are we? I don't blame you." The pharaoh said smiling at his son, Casey blushed at the comment and smiled, she was not used to this sort of treatment, and she had to say she loved it.

"You know me to well father, should we be going?" Yami asked, hoping that Casey wouldn't do or say anything to make people of who he said she was, she may look like a person of importance but her personality or maybe the way she moved might lead people to believe other wise.

"Yes let's go, I believe you will have many people to talk to and many questions to answer when we arrive, Dear Casey." The Pharaoh said with a smile and led them out the door. Yami offered Casey his arm and motioned for her to take it; they stayed a couple feet behind his father.

"You didn't say I would have to talk to people there." Casey hissed under her breath at Yami.

Yami sighed, "Well it is to be expected, cant you just make stuff up on the spot, believable stuff, you have to make it that you did grow up in a high level of society, but ill stay with you, to help out in-case you might blow it…And walk a little more gracefully." Yami answered under his breath and Casey made her actions a little more 'graceful' as she had been asked…commanded.

They soon reached the entrance to the hall where the party was being held, an announcer prepared to announce them as they entered.

The doormen opened the doors, the announcer said "Announcing the Pharaoh, his son the Prince Yami and Casey of the south kingdom."