The Queen smiled as the High Priest stared at her with the gleeful glint in his blue eyes. He was completely correct…

The Pharaoh appeared to be one of whimsical manners. Who adored his wealth and luxurious palace, filled with servants and possible concubines.

She had a right to seize power in Egypt for she was more intelligent and had beguiling charms. Her young mind pitied the fact the fact that she was going to have to dispose of the young ruler, but sacrifices had to be made. When Pharaoh Yami died, she would be free to strike her "father" where it wounded him the most- his kingdom and tribute to his beautiful Queen and daughter.

His only daughter. The daughter whose blood was that of the King's. The daughter whose beauty was radiant. Not a tribute to a young girl who usurped the throne for a brief period. The daughter of a unification between the former Queen and her destitute lover.

The Queen sneered. She will slaughter him and his kingdom. Her azure colored eyes swept over the High Priest. Her mind quickly weighed the options of her alliance with one of the Pharaoh's divine servants. He could have figured out her strategy and planned to expose her…

Yet he could also be sincere and desires the young Pharaoh dead. Still, how could she keep herself in his good graces? He had power- much more power then she did…

She smiled. She was exceptionally beautiful and her charms were appealing. Make him fall in love with her…that way, she could maintain him within her grasp.

" High Priest…" she said in her breathiest voice. "I accepted your gracious offer, but how am I to be certain that you are not lying? It would be dreadful to deceive me…"

His lips formed a cold smile. "I assure you. I hold your best interests at heart. The Pharaoh is young, foolish and you are obviously more mature then he is. A Queen, obligated to wed a selfish child. "

As he spoke, he could that the young girl before him had a seductive smile and gaze. She had her arms crossed against her chest, attempting to make her bosom appear tempting. He knew what the Queen was thinking, to make him fall in love with her.

He tried not to laugh bitterly. He could not fall for her. Her straight hair was such an unappealing color, but her eyes were pretty. Still her body was still not ripe, small breasts hidden behind silk fabric, slim hips and her lithe body lacked curves. Unlike the large bosom women with wide hips and curves that he had bedded. Or the young boys who were exceedingly beautiful.

He'll play along…in order to get what he wanted.

" I must be going, my Queen," he said with a small bow, his smile charming and his eyes portraying interest other then business.

The young ruler was left alone to ponder the meaning of his gaze and smile. His eyes were smothered with lust and his smile inviting. She shivered in anticipation.

The lady of Egypt walked the corridors that now belonged to her, ignoring the servants and basking in the riches of the Pharaoh. No, she was not out to seek her husband…rather something more appealing.

Her soft slippers made no sound as she sought out the one she desired. She found nothing in the vast palace. The pretty slip of a girl-child soon gave up and began to wander back to her chambers.

"My lady, dark places hide the most wicked of people…"

The maiden gasped as she met the blue eyes of the one she wanted. His arms embraced her small form and held her close. Her arm snaked around his neck and smiled innocently.

" I saw the longing in your eyes when you left me in the afternoon…" the lady said softly, her lips forming a pout.

The man laughed softly as he kissed her fully on the lips. " You are very tempting."

The young woman preened at the words coming from the man's mouth. She knew she was beautiful. Desirable. Any man would love to take her to his bed and worship her.

Slowly, softly, the man kissed her. She swooned and let herself be kissed. She wanted this. To feel the need for her.

" I don't think that we should be doing this in the hallway," the lady said teasingly.

"Of course not."

Without a word, the handsome man led the young woman downstairs and hallways until they reached a door. Silently and looking around the hallways, the man led her inside.

"Your chambers…" she whispered breathlessly. Blue eyes explored the spacious chamber. It was less lavish then her own, but beautiful nonetheless. The room was a very pale blue and the floor was pure marble. A large oak bed with cobalt silken sheets and pillows. Large windows showed the city below and allowed a cool breeze into the room. Dark azure drapes made from fine silk hung from the windows. A Prussian rug decorated the middle of the room. Lastly, a couch was placed near the window; a fine place to read or to lounge in.

"I take it you like it?" the man said arrogantly.

She smirked. "Is blue your favorite color?"

He frowned. "No, it isn't. I just find the blue hues pleasing."

The woman preened because she realized that her eyes were a stunning blue shade. She was also wearing a blue nightgown. That must mean that he found her appealing.

"Then, am I tempting?" she whispered as she pressed herself against his tall frame.

He smiled. If she wasn't so wrapped up in her desire, she would have noticed that it was greatly forced. "Of course. One such as beautiful as yourself is exceptionally alluring."

She smiled proudly and boldly kissed the man who responded to it. This was going to be an interesting night.

They clung on to one another. Hot and burning with need. Lips sought each other's. Limbs entangled in each other. Moans escaped the Queen's lips and the Priest was silent. He calmly explored her breasts, her stomach and her mouth. She explored his chest, his stomach and his mouth with more fervor.

Oh, how she wanted this man.

Seth paused before plunging deep within her willing body. The Queen panted and withered beneath him. Pleading for more. She wrapped her legs around his waist impatiently. She was too insistent. Too aggressive.

He plunged quickly. She screamed piercingly. He laughed silently

Dark blue eyes opened slowly to the glare of the Egyptian sun. His hand attempted to brush his disheveled brown hair out of his eyes. He looked to his right to find a lump next to him and frowned. What person had he taken to bed last night? Glancing at the lump, he decided that it was female due to chest. The woman turned to face him in his sleep. Brown hair. The face of a girl coming into womanhood. Hardly any bosom.

" The Queen Anzu." he said.

A small smile graced his face. This was perfect. The young Queen was a virgin when he bedded her; untainted and pure for the Pharaoh. The act that was committed between them completely ruined tradition. The Queen was supposed to be unsullied and the Pharaoh was supposed to bed her in order to finalize the ceremony. By bedding Anzu, he had ruined her high title and the young ruler's light.

He smiled even more. If he spread this throughout the kingdom, the Queen would be considered a harlot and be arrested for treason. The Pharaoh would be a laughingstock for marrying one so tainted as her. For not being grownup enough to take a woman and letting another have his wife. That he was only good enough to bed dirty submissive concubines. They would be scorned by Egypt.

The High Priest stroked Anzu's cheek lightly.

"Thank you, my Queen for helping me break the Pharaoh and to gain the throne."

Maybe he should let the Pharaoh find out by himself that his Queen was a disgrace. Let him find out the heartbreak and watch him try to hid him. He chuckled. It would be so grand if the Queen had his child. That would be the final straw. He thought more. What if Anzu said that he was the man who stole her virginity or raped her? He sneered. He had more respect then she did. Seth would simply state that she forced her title as Queen on him and forced him to bed her.

The Pharaoh's consort slept on, unaware of Seth's plans.