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Chapter six- The banquet

Yume looked down at herself, she had her hair combed, new clothes on, bathed in the finest salts given to her by her master… but she felt that something was missing…

Bakura came into the room, his hair exactly the same, but there was a tidier atmosphere around him. He was wearing golden bracelets, and smelt of spice. His tan robes were open revealing his muscular chest. Yume thought he looked rather nice. As the sun was setting slowly, he took her hand and escorted her to the two-person carriage that was outside.

Yume admired her golden bracelets that Bakura had given her. She smiled up at him as he straightened up his robe. Even though she had been with him for a week, this master had taught her so many wonderful new things. Bakura was cruel sometimes, but Yume had soon discovered on her first night there, that he was just really lonely. He needed someone to love him. Yume shook the images out of her mind that were flooding in them. She didn't want to think about all the things that they had done together that week, even though she protested to every single one. She had to do what her master said.

They stopped in front of the palace, and Bakura helped her out of the carriage. He left it to some boy to take care of, and walked into the torch lit palace hallway.

Yume admired every single painting along the way. She loved how every hanging torch also had incense burning. She walked with Bakura to the banquet table and sat next to him.

Bakura placed his hand on her thigh as prince Yugi came into the banquet room. Everyone stood, and bowed to him. His six priests appeared behind them and sat next to him, three on each side. Everyone silently bowed to them and sat down.

Yume couldn't take her eyes off of one of the high priest, he looked so familiar… she shook her head as the banquet began.

Bakura chatted merrily with other people, while Yume couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her. She looked up from her plate of food, and towards the familiar looking priest, only to lock gazes with him. Suddenly, she knew who he was… that was her Seto… controlling her happiness as she could tell he was doing also, she smiled warmly and engaged a chat with the person next to her.

Priest Seto glanced at prince Yugi, who looked nervous, and not in the mood for questions. Looking back over at the girl sitting next to the man with white messy hair, he realized who she was. It was Yume, the girl from the slave market. Holding back a smile, he wondered how she was doing. He lockedgazes with her, and could tell that she wanted to talk with him. Perhaps after the banquet… he couldn't leave the prince right now. He was about to be crowned Pharaoh…

More hanging torches were lit as the moon came up. Before too long, the banquet was over and the dancers came out. Yume noticed that Seto wasn't staring at the almost naked dancer, but was intently watching Yume's every move. She felt Bakura place a hand on her behind, as they were standing up.

"It's almost time Yume. I'm going to have to move over there for a minute…" He said as he glided past her and silently moved from behind the crowd and into position. He disappeared amongst the shadows.

Yume shivered as she cradled her arms. She felt a slight chill from the wind from the open palace. She moved closer to the fire, letting it warm her up.

After the dancers, and the bringing of gifts, it was time for the crowning. Since Yugi's late father had passed away in a recent accident of shadow games, it was now Yugi's turn for the responsibility. Yume could tell that he was nervous by the way he kept biting his lower lip.