Yugioh belongs to Kazuki Takahashi.
Three days later--
"Pharaoh!"
"Pharaoh!"
"My King!"
Mana groans and opens her eyes to find three servants standing over her bed. All of them are female. She grunts before putting the covers back over her head. But even that couldn't block out the sounds of their voices.
"WHAT!?" Mana yells, shooting up in bed, giving them all a scare. "DON'T YOU SEE I'M TRYING TO GET SOME SLEEP!?" The servants take a couple of steps back, bowing their heads and Mana sighs. "I'm sorry. I…uh…What do you guys want?"
"Well…we are here to dress you my king," replies one of them. Mana blinks and sweatdrops. These women wanted to dress her? Are they out of their minds?
"Um, that won't be necessary."
"But
my king…"
"I
said it won't be necessary. Now I command you to leave."
They all bow before leaving and Mana lies back on her bed. 'Weird…'
"Mana, Mahad requests your presence this instant!" announces Shimon loudly while Atem slowly sits up in bed, rubbing his eyes. He narrows his eyes at Shimon, angry that he woke him up.
"Five more minutes?" he asks in Mana's tone.
"Now."
'That has always worked before,' he thinks to himself as Shimon leaves. 'Oh right…' He gets out of bed and puts on his clothes. He looks at himself in the mirror and sighs. 'I wonder if Mahad has the spell yet.'
He decides to go see him but not before getting Mana to go with him. Atem heads to her room and when he opens the door, he is shocked to see that she is still asleep. He hears mumbling coming from her and so he steps up to her bed.
"My food…" she mumbles in her sleep and Atem covers his mouth to keep from laughing. He didn't know that she talks in her sleep but he grins, thinking that this is the perfect time to get back at her from the other day.
"Give it back…"
"Sorry, it's mine now," he whispers in her ear.
"No. I saw it first."
"Well you will have to catch me first."
"I'm gonna get you."
"Hurry up."
"That food is mine."
"Too late. I'm afraid that I've already eaten it." Mana shoots up in bed, panting heavily and Atem chuckles. She wipes the sweat from her forehead and sighs.
"What a nightmare," she says.
"I'm sorry about your food," he apologizes.
"Hey, how do you know about…Aw man! Was I talking in my sleep again?" Atem nods and he chuckles again at her shocked face expression. "Mahad told me I did that but I didn't believe him at first."
"About him…we need to see if he's mastered that switching spell. So let's go."
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"I am truly sorry, but I have not yet mastered it. It is very complicated," Mahad tells them and they both bow their heads. "You must give me more time. I'll have it as soon as possible."
"Great," Atem says dimming his eyes.
"In the mean time, Mana should be getting to the throne room."
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Mana swings open the door to her room that night. She is slouched over and her eyes are heavy. "So much responsibility," she sighs and she lies on her stomach on the bed. "So many requests. We even had an attack today. Good thing the priests were there to protect me."
She rolls to her back, looking up at the ceiling. "It was never like this when I had my own…" She holds her head which is blocked by her crown and she takes it off, tossing it to the other side of the bed. "Maybe this isn't so easy after all."
"What
isn't so easy?" asks Atem and she quickly sits up, seeing him
there at the doorway. He closes the door and leans on it with a
smirk. "Are you referring to being king? What's wrong? Are you
giving up already?"
"Of course not!" Mana exclaims,
narrowing her eyes. "You don't think I can do it?"
"I'm not saying that. But you've had one measly attack on the palace and a couple of simple requests and you're complaining already?"
"How's
it going for you?"
"Pretty well. The lectures are boring
as always but at least afterward, I can have my freedom." Mana
looks away, looking out the window. Freedom. How she misses having
that. She couldn't do anything without someone escorting her. And
even this morning, people wanted to dress her like she couldn't do
anything for herself. Then almost all day she has to stay inside the
throne room and rarely does she have time for herself.
Feeling
Atem standing over her, she looks back at him. "You hate being
me don't you?" he asks.
"No, of course not. It's
awesome," she replies quickly, standing to her feet. "I
mean, you get catered to everyday, order people around, wear all this
cool stuff and people are constantly there to talk or do whatever for
me…what's not to like?"
"You hate all of those things Mana."
"Do not."
"You say that now. But I know, deep down you want your old life back."
"I'm fine," Mana lies although she knows that Atem is right.
"Things will get harder Mana, trust me. You're going to be faced with tougher decisions and possibly tough battles. And there will be no priests to help you out. Then you won't think that your life is so easy." And with that he leaves, leaving Mana with that thought. She shakes her head, swatting all of the things that he has just said and sits down on her bed. Things couldn't possibly get worse. And besides if they did, Atem always got through them. And so can she.
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Mana sits on the throne the next day. She figures that it will be like any other day. The only thing that makes her nervous is the fact that Atem is there too. Mahad must not have any lessons to teach him to today.
At first, everything is calm and normal. Just your average sentencing someone to prison or freedom is all. The whole day goes on like this and Mana is beginning to feel a little relieved, since the day is almost over and she will be able to go into the safety of her room.
Then Shimon suddenly comes to her with something, his face serious. "What is it Shimon?"
"Ahem…Well you are of the age your majesty and I think it is time for you to start looking for a wife." Atem's eyes widen and Mana only has the same expression with her mouth dropped.
"A wife?"
End of Chapter 3. Hoped you enjoyed this chapter and please leave some reviews.