Third instalment of "Blue eyes through the Mist." Don't own Yugioh.
Chapter 3: The Old Woman's secret
Ryou paused, before falling to his knees in front of Isis. "Please!" he begged, his hands clasped over the elderly woman's, "Please save Kisara from the evil that has befallen her." Isis held a shaking hand over her face, unable to look Ryou in the eye.
"Alright," she whispered, "But you, young Man must never reveal "his" secrets to anyone, and must promise to take them to your grave." In the candlelight, Isis's face was wrinkled, despite it had once been beautiful and proud, and to have to pass on such a burden to such a nice young man wearied her, making her look older still.
"His name is Seto. He once was a mighty sorcerer, gifted in the ways of black magic and illusion. But one day, he was walking in the temple, when his eyes fell upon a beautiful yet extremely pale dancer who could dance like an angel. He fell in love with her at first sight, and that night called her to his rooms."
Isis paused, surveying Ryou. He watched her, his brown eyes captivated by her story. Isis sighed, and continued.
"The girl was such in awe of him. She had no idea about the deep feelings that he had for her. Soon, her meetings with him increased until she was scarcely seen at all. She became withdrawn, fidgety when she was not around him. A rumour was flying around the Palace, about how he had bewitched her."
"One day, Seto found that his beautiful dancer had not returned to him. He searched day and night, and finally stumbled into the reeds of the Nile. And there he found her, the moonlight shining on her face, calm with rest. Too calm. The girl was dead. She had been murdered. Or some say it is murder. Other says it was natural causes."
Isis glanced at Ryou, who looked ill.
"Seto was heartbroken. He vanished from that day on. The last anyone saw of him was in the palace gardens, weeping for the young girl. Calling her name. Kisara! Kisara…."
Ryou leapt up. "Kisara? But that is…." Isis silenced him. "Yes," she cried, her face downcast. "Kisara is the recreation of his lover, or so he believes. Oh woe is the darkness of broken hearts!"
Isis uttered a heartbroken cry, before getting to her feet and still sobbing, whispered:
"And I know….I knew his mother. She told me the story, and then died soon after. The world has been waiting for Kisara's return. But when he finds out she is with another…his cries will be more terrible then ever before!"
At that moment, the old woman collapsed into the chair.
BB3; The chappies are getting longer! I'm going to have a Seto+ Kisara bit next chapter. Please R/R!
Cat: Or set fire to your local library….