Okay, chapter number three. Please submit a review so i know how i'm doing. Or send me a message...
Aslile's POV
I couldn't believe what I just heard. Atemu! His name was Atemu! He's the one Seto was looking for.
I wasn't sure if I should tell him because I told Atair…I mean Atemu I wouldn't. Why does this kind of stuff always happen to me?
I headed down the hall to who knows wher. When I was almost to the end of the hall I heard footsteps on the other side. I stopped.
Seto soon appeared in front of me. Why does it have to be him? I gave him a small curtsy, before I started walking past him. Before I could, he grabbed my shoulder.
"Did he have anything to say?"
"No, he didn't say anything, nothing new at least."
He took his hand off my shoulder and stalked off. I couldn't believe I just lied! And to the ruler of Syria and Egypt. I don't even know who Atemu is! I'm going to het it big time for lying.
Atemu's POV
She left! Why did she leave? Did I do something wrong? Do I….ummmm never mind.
I got off the bed and ran towards the door. I fiercely tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. It was locked from the inside. I had to go to her. Ask her what happened.
I started banging on the door, and yelling for her to come back. In my ignorance I failed to notice the knob on the door turn.
I was roughly pushed back when the door sprung open. On the other side stood, well you guessed it, Seto.
He walked casually into the room, turned around and looked at me. His eyes were more cold and nasty then before…That same stupid glint!
I looked at the door, it was wide open. Without any hesitation I flew out the door and ran down the corridor. I ran as if running for my life. And in a cense, I was.
After a few corners and frantic gasps, I stopped. I held my knees and panted heavily soaking in as much oxygen as I could bare. I looked up to see someone in front of me. I recognized her immediately, it was Asile. I ran again. When I caught up to her I grabbed her elbows, forcing her to come with. AT first she seemed surprised and scared, and more than once trying to free herself from my grasp. But that expression changed
After we flew through the palace walls, my skin touched something it hadn't felt for what felt like weeks. Sunlight.
I closed my eyes and treasured the moment. After we were a few good yards away from the palace we stopped. Both of us stood panting for breath when I heard Asile's voice, break my train of thoughts.
"You idiot! What do you think you're doing?"
I didn't answer. I didn't want to. Something in her voice frightened me.
"Well, whatever, we should get back to the palace."
Whoa no! We are not going back there girl, you are crazy!
She started walking back when I grabbed her arm.
"Hold on." I said. "Can you tell me why Seto needed to know my name?"
There was a long pause before she said. "Seto was looking for the Pharaoh's son. They only knew his name, and that he excaped when his parents died….the princes name was Atemu."
Uhhh, I think my heart stopped. ME! Me a prince?...weird.
"Uh, well…I-I-I, I don't think…uhhh." I stuttered. I was still very confused. Why would anyone keep this from me. Is it just one big lie?
Finally my brain clicked on and I noticed I was looking at the gound. When I lifted it up, I saw Aslil walking away, back towards the palace.
Where is she going? "Asile, wait. Come back!"
She turned her head and to my surprise, started walking back.
"We can't go back there." I said.
"Why?
"Why! Because, I-I It's like a-a-a death trap I there!"
"Then were do you insist on going?"
"Well, any where but here! Come on lets go." I said grabbing her arm and dragging her into the desert. I could tell that she didn't trust me, because she was trying to free herself, and once or twice slapped me hard in the back.
"I'm not going into the middle on the desert with you, I'll Die!" She kept yelling.
'Why cant girls ever shut up?
Later on
I slumped off to bed almost immediately when the sun went down. We had been walking through an endless desert of death all day. I was feeling very melancholy after what Asile told me. I wonder if it was a mixture of the food, and the information.
I lay there on my back, looking up at the stars that seemed to have lost some of their luster.
I looked around and watched Asile. It looked like she was busy doing something.
'Maybe she's making food.' I told myself. Food. It seems like it's been so long since I last had it.
At the thought of food, my moth watered and my stomach started acting up. Trying to ignore the deliberation of food, I rolled on my stomach and rested my head in my arms.
A few feet away from me, I heard angry mumbles and groans coming from Asile's lips. I was about to turn and help her when I felt something hard hit against my back………