Chapter eight- Hello again!
Yume awoke in a huge bed, daylight hitting her eyes. She looked up to see Seto putting on his robe. Yume quickly sat up, she was in Seto's chamber. Looking around, she noticed he had dragons painted on the walls, and a small white dragon with blue eyes in the corner of the room, sleeping, "Seto… is it really you?" She asked folding back the sheets.
Seto, who was startled by her silky voice, turned around, "Can you speak my language now Yume?" he asked in her language.
Yume felt her eyes fill with tears, he had learned her native language… "Yes, I am now fluent in every language from every tribe in this entire kingdom. My former master, Pegasus taught me that. Oh Seto, I was so worried about you… every day I kept thinking, I'm going to buy my freedom and find you. Hopefully help you out of it, but… look at you now! Your one of the pharaoh's six priests!" She brushed her tears away as Seto walked over to her and sat down beside her.
"I couldn't help but think about you. Where you hurt at all? Did they treat you fairly? It scared me to death last night when that bandit leader… your former master tried to kill you…" He stroked back her hair. "Pharaoh Yugi wishes to see you. He was crowned last night before he went to bed…"
Yume's hands flew to her face. "Oh no! Master Bakura… when I see him again, he's going to turn me into crow feed! Seto I-"
Seto placed a finger to her lips, "You're free Yume. Pharaoh Yugi sought to that."
Yume looked up at Seto, she took his hand off of her mouth. "I'm free? I'm free… I'm free!" She hugged Seto tightly, placing her hands around his neck. "I'm free Seto! I don't have to worry about anymore Master's!"
Seto smiled as he let her hug him, "Yes, I was going to request that you be my slave, but I figured you'd like this much better."
"Either way, would have been wonderful… But now I'm free! I don't have to listen to Bakura…" She sighed as she let go of him. "Could I borrow a brush? And a robe… I'm afraid I don't seem to have one on me…"
Seto nodded, "Yes." He quickly stood up, and walked into his closet. He pulled out one of his smaller robes and a brush and handed them to her. He turned around as she got dressed. He preoccupied himself by putting on his priest hat. He had to contain a laugh when he turned around. The robe that was too small on him, but was much too large for her small body. "Perhaps I should have you fitted for a dress first?"
Yume fixed her hair, "If Pharaoh wishes to see me, then I must go now. I don't care if I have to show up in my dirty dress robes." She stood up and changed, she was used to getting changed in front of men, so she really didn't care if Seto blushed and protested. When she was changed again, she folded Seto's robe and once again fixed her hair. Yume turned to see Seto covering his eyes. Smiling she walked up to him, "High priest Seto. I do believe our Pharaoh wishes to speak to me. Would you be so kind as to escort me there?"
Seto nodded and walked her towards the Pharaoh's chamber. She stopped in front of the door. And Seto looked down at her, "What's wrong Yume?"
Yume looked back up at him, "Are you married?"