Author's Notes

In the palace, the Pharaoh...

In the Sepet (district)...

Yuugi...

Chapter 23 - Kisara

Leaving his servant asleep in bed after covering him, Atemu goes to his spacious and luxurious bathroom. He had asked the other servants to fill the huge gold-framed tub before his sex act.

He uses his magic to heat the water, then relaxes by leaning against his back as he ministers the pain in his abdomen caused by his withholding pleasure because it was always more pleasurable when he held it as long as possible.

After all, this act generated immeasurable pleasure when it allowed itself to be released.

Of course there was the abdominal pain, but it was a small thing if you considered the immeasurable pleasure he felt whenever he did it.

So, Atemu dries his body and puts on a simple Shendyt while his Sennensui always stays with him just in case and as he prepares to lie down on the other side of the bed, he hears a cry.

Quickly, the monarch leaves his room and runs to one of the rooms next to his and when he enters, he sees Kesi getting up from the bed that was next to the royal crib that was golden, aiming to rock the baby who was crying at the top of his lungs.

As he had decided a year ago, she was removed from his harem and became the nanny to the prince, who at that moment was moving his little arms as he opened his little lips, fully showing the roof of his mouth as he cried.

The tanned was not surprised by his presence because the baby was just crying and Atemu was the first to come because of her light sleep.

Quickly, he takes his son in his arms, being pleased to see that he has inherited his traits while thinking about the fact that he does not show any traits of his mother and when he remembers his younger wife, he remembers the day that she died giving birth. The swnw (doctors) did everything possible to save her with her son, but they could only save the prince.

By tradition, he declared a two-day mourning for her death while holding his son in his arms, and then presenting him to his people the day after the end of the funeral ritual.

After she was mummified, she was placed in a tomb richly adorned with all her personal belongings, silk and jewelry for her afterlife, with the monarch realizing that servants and slaves exhibited immense happiness at her death and did not condemn them.

He had discovered after the start of the rumor of her having relations with other men, that she was a vixen and cruel to servants and slaves, mistreating them when she was bad-tempered by taking her humor out on them, even to the point of ordering unjust punishments and cruel, with Pharaoh managing to stop these punishments by taking away from her the right to punish servants and slaves. Any and all punishment must pass through her judgment and he would determine whether the servant or slave would be punished or not, with him making sure all the soldiers in the palace knew of her decision.

The sovereign comes out of his memories and starts to gently rock the baby in his arms, with the child looking attentively at him who smiled paternally, running one of his hands through his hair, with the little one starting to smile and make inaudible sounds, stretching her little arms trying to catch her golden fringes and after a few minutes, her eyelids began to droop as she curled up against her father as if he were her favorite shell.

Kesi approaches them both, smiling gently as Atemu makes sure his son is asleep.

Then, they turn to the side, observing the wet nurse who had woken up and that when she enters the room and sees her monarch, she prostrates herself.

"Iry-pat (crown prince) is hungry?" she asks meekly.

"No. You can sleep." Atemu speaks in his baritone voice and shows no emotion because of the Pharaoh's mask.

The woman rises and bows in respect again, before retreating to the room that was attached to the baby's room.

The tanned beauty saw him making some movements with his hands, then realized that a translucent barrier had appeared that skirted the entire perimeter of the room, with her believing it was soundproofing so that both could talk normally, without the other hearing what they talked about.

"Now we can talk normally, Kesi."

She consents smiling as the sovereign of that empire watched the baby who snored peacefully in her arms and as he looked at his son, the monarch ends up remembering what happened when he was born.

After personally taking care of his wife's mummification procedures, leaving it to Shimon to organize the trip of her mummified body to her tomb, Pharaoh walked with his son in his arms so that his father could meet him.

Mahaado, Seto, Jonouchi, Honda, Ryo and Mariku had decided that they would talk to their friend later because he would be busy taking care of various matters. Kesi followed him for being the Crown Prince's nanny while a woman was being chosen for breastfeed once his mother died.

After entering the room, he hears Akhenamkhanen's condolences for the loss of his son's minor wife for not knowing the attitudes she had in life because Atemu wanted to avoid any grief or grief so as not to aggravate his health.

After all, the emotions and the mind had a great effect on the body and your father needed to be spared at all costs.

Then, Atemu introduces his grandson to the grandfather who takes him in his arms, crying with happiness as he has his son's help to lift him, looking with admiration at the little one while commenting on the fact that he has inherited many of Atemu's characteristics, reminding him of when he was a baby.

After a few minutes, cradling the prince in his arms, the former monarch gives him to his father, and then closes his eyes as he falls into bed.

The monarch was going to cry when he stopped himself when he remembered that he could not show emotion in public and despite doing his best to hide the pain and sadness in his face, whoever looked closely into his eyes would see the pain and deep sadness beneath his seemingly implacable countenance.

Atemu was grateful for the fact that the others could only look at the sovereign's face as long as he was authorized, so that he needed only to concentrate on hiding in his face over an impassive countenance, the lacerating pain and overwhelming sadness that took him upon seeing his father's convalescent and fragile state.

The baby cries in the monarch's lap as he watched the doctors preparing medicines while Akhenamkhanen coughed heavily, making him slowly open his eyes and realizing that he was alive, a wave of relief surges through the sovereign's body as he saw his parent being placed comfortably on the bed, with the back resting on the back of the bed.

The ex-monarch looks at his son and shows pride in his face because he noticed that even though the eyes betrayed his expression, that betrayal was almost invisible, unless he looked intently into his eyes while his face showed nothing.

The sovereign understands the reason for his father's proud look at him and consents while preventing his face from showing surprise.

Today, as he recalled his father dying, Atemu recalled the divine fury he inflicted on Akhenaden, his uncle, for hiding the details of the ritual to create the Seven Treasures, eventually making his father cry out to the Gods for the punishment aimed at saving his son from their fury while it should have been his uncle who begged the Gods for forgiveness, facing his divine fury and not his father, who was a victim, as were the villagers of Kul Elna.

The blaze of his fury that fell upon the bearer of Sennegan occurred the night after his coronation as he headed for the chamber occupied by the Hem-netjr after Mahaado told him everything he needed to know. The fury in his words wasn't just over his parent's weakened state. It was also caused by the poor victims of Kul Elna who had cruel and equally heinous deaths.

Pharaoh took immense pleasure in remembering his uncle's terrified countenance as he cowered against the wall behind him, as if in the presence of a fierce and brutal lion, fearing for his life while he was cornered, for afterward Akhenaden having to deal with the abrupt entry of his son, Seto, into the chamber because he heard from the hallway what he did while discovering that the man in front of him was his parent and that Atemu was his cousin, with the bearer of the Sennen Shakujou realizing that the monarch had also been surprised by the revelation that he was his cousin.

The ruler of the Kemet empire remembered the beseeching despair on his uncle's face when he begged his son not to hate him for his actions in Kul Elna as he saw young Hem-netjr showing the sheerest disgust and betrayal in his face upon discovering the requirements for the creation of the Seven Treasures and that his father had betrayed his brother Akhenamkhanen by concealing the truth, as well as condemning ninety-nine innocents to a brutal and equally horrible death by casting them alive into the molten gold.

After passing the appalling surprise at the revelation of Akhenaden being the father of Seto and how the creation of the Seven treasures came about, the Sennen Shakujou tells coldly that his father died in the war and that he was nothing to he, besides being an old man and a hypocrite because he taught about the laws and justice of Maa't after having committed a heinous crime.

Then, taking pleasure in the memories of the terror his uncle displayed as he faced his fury and later desolation at his son's fury who now looked at him with revulsion, Atemu snaps out of his thoughts when Kesi says, "I believe now , we can put him in the crib."

The monarch looks at his beloved son who was sleeping peacefully and smiling, he consents, placing him gently in the crib, then covering him with the blanket while he fluffed it, gently kissing the little prince's forehead, then backing away of the golden cradle.

"I understand you wanted to have fun, Atemu" Kesi had been authorized by him to use her birth name instead of Atem, her public name in private. "But this man screamed out loud for the pleasure he felt. He's still a baby, but I think it would be good to start applying your magic to drown out the sounds in your room."

He sighs, then nods in the affirmative because he had forgotten about that detail regarding the bedrooms. If the person screamed too loud, the voice would reach that room, even with the sturdy walls.

In fact, his son was still a baby.

However, that did not justify letting him hear sounds inappropriate for his age and thinking about it, he decides that he would use a magic to envelop his entire room to stifle the screams.

"Your son is so cute... I want you to know that when he grows up, I want to be the one to teach him about the pleasures of sex like I did you." She speaks sensually along with her playful tone.

"Well that would be tricky because you're his babysitter and he'll always see you like that."

She tucks a strand of her hair behind her back and moves in languid movements.

"That won't be an obstacle because what matters is the fun" The tanned woman speaks sensually in his ear, her hands wandering lazily over his chest.

"You are impossible, Kesi." He speaks, rolling his eyes, then massaging his temples as he sighed, eliciting a laugh from her, with the woman seeing a slight smile of amusement on his aristocratic lips.

So, she hugs him without ulterior motives while placing a kiss on his face, laughing softly so as not to wake up the baby who was snoring peacefully while Atemu shook his head from side to side after looking at her, his smile increasing, to then he chuckles low in his baritone voice.

"Just yourself..." He speaks in his baritone voice.

"You know how much I love to play."

"Yes I know."

Then they chat for a while longer, before Atemu pulls away, lovingly stroking one of his son's cheeks with the back of his fingers as she murmurs to her son, "Good night."

Then, he deposits one more fatherly kiss on the little one's forehead, as he smiles gently, stepping away from the crib, the tanned one smiling at the beautiful scene in front of her because Atemu was a wonderful father and was very good with the children. It was obvious how much he loved his son and that for him, he would be able to do anything.

"Good night, Kesi." The monarch speaks while watching the beautiful brunette he was laying on the bed.

"Good night, Atemu."

After saying goodbye to her, Pharaoh undoes the magic that surrounded the spacious and luxurious room, and then leaves without making any noise.

After he closes the double doors, he heads to his room.

The monarch knew that the morning part of the following day would be devoted to a special ritual after the daily ritual he performed every morning in one of the temples and that the afternoon part would be reserved for his preparation for his birthday ceremony, doing he sighed as he reminded himself that it would take him a few hours to prepare for the event that would be held tonight.

Since the day before, the king had felt the whole day, a restlessness coming from his Sennensui and that was not bad but the opposite, feeling that it was a wonderful feeling in a disconcerting and incomprehensible way.

In fact, he was so immersed in these sensations when he wasn't taking care of the affairs inherent in his empire, that he hadn't seen Isis' gentle smile after she touched his Vision Necklace (Sennen Tauku) because Hemt-netjr had had the vision of your happy monarch and someone very special by your side. All the Holy Guardians, with the exception of Akhenaden, wished for Atemu's happiness and for him to know love.

A few hours later, upon landing a little away from the buildings, Yukiko covers her friend's body with a cloak, fastening him around her waist with a rope, she brings Yuugi back to consciousness by waking him up while retreating inside him, aiming to rest , questioning herself in dismay, how long it would take to be captured, again, as it always happened and at that thought, the half dragon snorts again.

When the teenager wakes up, he begins to assimilate the events through the flow of memories from her to him, unaware of the fact that his friend filtered out many things she did at those times, only providing the basics for the young man and that was modified to suit his vision.

After finishing the assimilation, understanding how he ended up in that place and what happened to the village while he was happy that his friend had saved the people, in addition to healing many others with her magic, he realized that he was wearing over his simple garment, a a kind of long cloak that the albino took from the burned village and that covered him completely, with her friend's voice popping into his mind, explaining why she took that cloak, and then went back to sleep.

As he reflected on the memories he received from the dragon, the young man suspected that these memories were not entirely faithful to the events.

When Yuugi questioned Yukiko about these memories, he realized the sincerity in the blue orbs when she said she was keeping her promise and faced with this realization, the teenager sighs in relief, knowing he couldn't question her about the other details he kept from him because he he had already tried and had failed miserably in his attempt.

Now, far from where he was originally, the tricolor haired teenager found himself sad that he couldn't play anymore.

After all, the young man loved to play and loved the feeling of defeating his opponent, especially the arrogant nobles who lost, no matter what game they proposed to him.

Then, as he approaches the buildings, the teenager watches someone out of the corner of his eye.

It was a young woman with silver hair and blue eyes with an ivory skin like his and who wore a simple fabric that was tied at the waist with a thin rope, just as he wore under that cloak, with hers resembling a dress , making him question himself if she was a runaway slave.

Yuugi is distressed to see that she was going to fall on the sand floor and quickly runs to the young woman, taking her gently by her shoulders because he is smaller than she was, making only her knees touch the ground and not her torso and head that had been propped up on one of her shoulders, making her look at him after she recovered from the sudden dizziness that had overtaken her. The surprise in her eyes was evident as the teenager helped her to sit in one of the shadows that protruded from a partially destroyed wall on the outskirts of town.

Then he blushes when he sees her staring at him intently for several minutes, her mouth slightly open.

"Well, I'm exotic. But you're also exotic, considering the people around us." He comments awkwardly while scratching the back of his neck.

The teenager puts her hand over her mouth, blushing slightly, then speaks embarrassed when she realizes that she had stared at him the entire time with her mouth open, "I apologize for looking at you like that. I've never seen someone with a skin like mine. So I was surprised."

"I also confess that I was surprised to see that your skin was like mine. What's your name?"

"Kisara. And yours?"

"Yuugi."

"It's a very different name."

"In my village, as a result of certain events that happened before my birth, my parents decided to give a different name. My name was strange even among my people." He speaks awkwardly, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.

"Oh! But I think it's cool. I mean, it's different. At least it's not like the others."

"Well, that's true. I hadn't looked at it from that angle... I was priest of my village, as were my ancestors. I would only become high priest when I succeeded my father. What about you?"

Silver was uncertain whether she should tell about her ancestry being from the hekau khasut (Hyksos), when she decides to tell a partial truth, omitting the fact that she is the daughter of the former princess of her people who had settled in the Nile Delta and who after invade Kemet, conquering several Sepet (districts), was defeated and subjugated by the Kemetic who managed to regain their lands back from the hands of the hekau khasut, considered foreigners by the Kemet adding the fact of adding the lands of their people to the empire of Kemet.

His father and mother managed to escape from the palace in Hut-waret, before it was taken by Kemet's forces. With the help of some soldiers, they managed to successfully escape the encirclement of the capital. His grandfather, the king, stayed in the palace and was killed in a duel against Aknamkanon while his grandmother had died some years before the Kemetic conquered the kingdom of the hekau khasut.

"My village was destroyed and I was one of the few survivors. I have a half sister named Nuru. We were great friends. One day her father and mother moved out of the village, a few months before we were attacked by bandits. Me I miss her. My father, Khyan, seduced many women and my mother, Yanassi, as well as Nuru's, were some of his conquests. It was just me and my mother when he left the village with Nuru's mother. My mother was killed in the attack while I ended up enslaved. However, I didn't stay long as a slave because a young man set me free and finding that it was the flames, I despaired. So I got distracted and fell off the horse, becoming unconscious as I fell to the ground. I woke up when the flames in the distance had diminished in intensity while the horse was grazing on an oasis not far from where I was. Quickly, I galloped into town and found nothing but death. I made a symbolic burial and left, aimlessly as I was saddened by the death of the one who freed me. Things happened, like my horse was stolen. I started to survive by looking for food and water. Sometimes I approached cities in search of water."

"I'm hoping you'll find Nuru again someday." He speaks while smiling sweetly.

"Thank you very much." She pleases, smiling sweetly.

"My village was also attacked, but my people managed to flee. I was left behind because of a friend who was fighting the invaders and..."

"Yuugi-kun! Enough of talking about your life. You will end up saying what you shouldn't. We can't trust her yet. Just tell the essentials!" Yukiko exclaims inside his mind, making the young man moan because she screamed loudly and it was the equivalent of screaming next to her ear.

Instinctively, he massages his ear, with Kisara looking curiously at his act and when Yuugi notices this, the young man starts looking for an excuse to stop his story because he didn't intend to be deaf to the screams watered with deafening roars, coming from the your friend.

"Some things happened after this battle... In the end, I ended up here. I came from far away. My last owner died in an attack on a village."

"Was he cruel?"

"No. It was just rough. He discovered my vocation for games and proceeded to profit, making me come home only when he was sober and consequently hungover, making me need to take care of his hangover at those times. As long as I obeyed him, there would be no reason to suffer punishment. I never had a problem following orders. Plus, he signed me up for gambling and I always won every game. I became known as the King of Games and that was good, you know ?" He ends the ending, smiling hugely.

"Good in what sense?" she asks with a frown.

Yuugi was about to consent when Yukiko's voice pops into her mind, "Look, do you really want to risk her being enslaved?"

"Like this?" he asks mentally.

The dragon rolls her eyes, snorting.

"Why, you always end up a slave, as soon as I free you. So, if she walks with you, what are the chances of her being enslaved?"

The young woman sees her new friend look down on her face.

"I always end up enslaved, again, after getting my freedom. Then, when I break free, I end up enslaved, again. If we stick together, you could end up being enslaved, too." Yuugi speaks sadly.

Kisara smiles gently as she sees her friend's concern.

"Well, I've already ended up a slave. A few times after that young man set me free the first time" He looks at her in surprise. "But for some reason I don't understand, when I woke up, my owner wasn't there, nor were his companions. In fact, all that was left were craters. That's weird, isn't it? Are you scared of me?"

Silver asks the ending in a tone of hesitation because she feared that Yuugi would move away from her because of this occurrence.

Therefore, she is surprised to notice that he was smiling sweetly, surprising her.

"I'm not scared. We can be friends. What do you think?" he asks smiling kindly.

Kisara smiles as she consents.

"We're exotic and sure enough, we'll be a tempting target. But maybe, staying together, we'll have some chance of getting away. Besides, I've always been alone. Do you want to be my friend, even after I talk about the mysterious craters?"

"Sure!" Yuugi gives his usual radiant and adorable smile as he nods.

They start talking, enjoying each other's company while sitting on the sand and under a shadow when he hears his friend's voice in his mind, "I feel like Kisara-chan has a being inside her. Perhaps this being acts when she is unconscious. Ask if this occurs when she loses consciousness or falls asleep."

"Kisara?"

The silver one looks at him, turning her head to the side while wearing a curious face.

"Does this always happen when you are asleep or unconscious?" he asks, cocking his head cutely to the side.

She is thoughtful and then nods.

"Yes. Last time, my owner slapped me so hard that I was unconscious. Another time, I was whipped and unconscious. Other times, it was while I was sleeping. Why do you ask?"

"Well…I think you must have a being inside you that only takes over when you're unconscious."

The silver one is appalled and then mutters terrified, "Do I have a monster?"

"I don't think he's a monster. I may be talking nonsense, but I have a feeling he or she protects you. That's different from being a cruel monster. So I don't think he's evil has any innocent been hurt?"

"No. They were all evil and as I remember there was a town close to where I was once and it was intact when I woke up."

"It just shows that he's not evil and that he just wants to protect her.

"Well, what you said is logical. If so, as much as that idea scares me, I'm relieved he's not cruel."

"He's not cruel, is he?" Yuugi mentally asks his friend, seeking some confirmation of what he said because he said that when feeling this feeling coming from her.

"I think not. I feel like it's like a light. I don't think an evil being would have so much light because if he were evil he would have darkness and not light for company."

So, they move away from the shadow and start walking around the Sepet.

"One thing I hadn't realized, at least, until now. How can I understand what she says? I don't believe Kisara speaks my native language as well as others. Furthermore, I have always been able to understand and speak any language because I believe that the language of my home village was not common." The tricolor-haired young man mentally her friend.

He hears a slight laugh from her who speaks after a few minutes, with Yuugi dividing her attention between the dragon and what was happening around her as she walked.

"It's interesting that you haven't noticed, yet. The reason you understand any language is because I can understand any language. That's why I managed to talk to you when we first met. As we are inhabiting the same body while I still don't understand the technique I unconsciously used in my desperation to save your life, I noticed that I was able to share some of my skills with you. The ability to understand and speak any language was one of the skills you inherited."

"What other skills did I inherit?"

"You have superhuman stamina, speed and senses. Nothing excessive, but it's considerably higher than what you'd expect from someone your stature. There is also the healing process which is a little faster than usual and is not extreme. You just recover a little faster than other humans."

"Senses? Like our five senses?"

"More specifically, hearing and smelling."

"I don't feel any difference in my sense of smell and hearing."

"It's not on the same level as mine. It's a little more refined than a human's. You sealed them unconsciously. I believe that when you have a real need or intuition to use them, you will be able to access them, even unconsciously."

"This is cool."

"I knew you would like"

Then he pops out of his mind when he sees them approaching a house, with him starting to ask for water from his friend, with both of them being pushed or beaten because of their exotic skin because their robes revealed some of their skin and not your appearance. The villagers were throwing stones, with the teenager trying to protect her.

A few hours later, both were fleeing the encirclement of several villagers who started stoning them, mainly Kisara. He had taken her by the wrist to pull her along with him and as they turned a corner, they ended up surrounded again, with people going back to stoning them, with Yuugi trying to use her body as a shield while Yukiko roared inside as she was taken by fury, wanting to tear all those who stoned them to pieces.