Chapter 6

The doors clamped shut behind her and Imhotep smiled, wickedly at her.

"My dear Lady Halimahotep." Hally watched as Imhotep's whole body language change. Before he was upright, proper and steeled himself with a stern face. But now he was advancing on her like a leopard would his pray. Lust clearly glistened in his dark, honey eyes and he dropped his robes to his feet. Hally gasped as she finally saw all his body had to offer. His smooth skin, his perfect god like body, how every well toned muscle rippled with each movement. No matter how minimal. And yet, he was elegant on each foot, and swift as a crane. "Now that I finally have you all to myself. Out of sight…" Imhotep hooked his arms around her waist and smiled softly. "You are as dazzling as the morning sun, as soft as the lotus petal as it floats on the Nile, your hair is more golden than the Palace of the Pharaoh and your eyes are more precious than any sacred gem." Imhotep seemed to stroke the air in front of her face, tracing it in the air, and rested his hands on her shoulders. "I am the High Priest Imhotep. There is no other in all the lands that has taken the breath from my lips as you have. I am a man of great power, influence and knowledge. I have seen more things in my short lifetime than all the Pharaohs combined. I was ordained by Osiris himself to lead his worshipers to peace and truth before they kneel before him in his mighty hall of Two Truths. And yet, I can not seem to rid my mind of you. Even as I spoke with the Pharaoh, that distasteful fool Seti, I thought of how the sun would glare from your wonderful golden locks." He ran one hand through her hair and closed his eyes. "I dreamt as I stood of holding you close to me, and smelling your skin." He brushed his lips lightly over her neck, and took in her scent.

"Well…you should know how I smell my Lord. I do believe that you were the one whom bathed me and scented my skin with oils. Was it not?"

"Indeed it was." he didn't even seem embarrassed about it. not at all like Hally was. her face was bright red. "You blush? Why?"

"I am young, and the thought of…" she looked to her feet, but Imhotep raised her chin with one hand.

"I do not feel that way. I feel, that age does not dictate a suitable age for intimacy. Do you not agree?" Hally gulped and blushed even more. The shyness in her deep blue eyes were obvious to him, so he smiled. "Or is it simply, because you have never been intimate with anyone before?"

"This is true my Lord." Her eyes fluttered slightly and he traced the air over her face again. Her hands trembled at her side as his hands seeped into them, interlocking his fingers with hers.

"Then, perhaps, as you master…" he leaned towards her and smirked in victory as Hally closed her eyes. Her lips parted slightly, giving in to him. He closed his dark eyes and moved to claim those same lips that tortured his fantasies, when the main door clanged. They both looked to the door, and then each other.

"My Lord, the inscriptions on the door. They said that only the chosen one may enter, correct?"

"Correct."

"Then if I were caught here…" his eyes opened wide and he pulled on her hands. He stuffed her out the back door and left her on the private stair way.

"Stay here and remain quite. I shall return for you." He nodded to her and closed the door. Hally hid next to the door and tried to listen. He left the door ajar… she peeped through the gap, and saw the main doors open. One of those crude priests from before in green grab and golden body paint. There were three in total and all immediately dropped to their knees. she listened very carefully, and caught every word.

"My Lord, there was a strange girl with ghost like skin and hair the same colour as the sands roaming around the temple." He quivered and she looked to her hands. I do not have ghost skin! She pouted and saw Imhotep…scowl?

"You fool! She is none other than a priestess! And she is to be respected! I brought her here myself."

"forgive us my lord, we only wished to." but Imhotep raised a hand and they were silent. He must really scare them…

"I will have no more of this. How dare you believe that I would not know the happenings within my own temple. And how dare you use such pitiful maters to come to my quarters with. Remove yourself from my presence before I have you whipped by the Med Jai." He spat and made Hally quiver.

"Yes my Lord!" all three ran out the chambers, and Imhotep slowly closed, and locked the door. Upon hearing his footsteps, Hally remembered all the stories, or truths that her parents had told her about this man. She had to help him, but she didn't have to be near him to do that. she just had to persuade the Pharaoh not to take that girl as his wife, then Imhotep could have the one he loves, not be cursed, she could find the Heart of Osiris and be off home. That was her plan, why was she still here? Hally quickly and silently glided down the spiral staircase and back out the way Imhotep had brought her. She found the horse still tied up there, and mounted it. Imhotep came running after her, and got there in time to see her astride his horse, whinnying on it's back feet, and taking off in a cloud of sand dust.

"Who are you Lady Imhotep. And why do you elude me so…?"