Yugioh belongs to Kazuki Takahashi.

Cairo's head shoots up when she hears a familiar scream as she walks through the halls the next morning. She sprints down to her room, shutting the door and she leans on it, panting heavily. It is not long until she hears footprints coming toward her room and she bites her nail when there is a knock on the door.

"Open this door," commands Seto from the other side. He bangs on the door and growls when she refuses to let him in. Luckily for him, Atem is heading his way. He steps back from the door and turns toward his cousin, this time holding his shoe instead of his hat. "My king…" Atem stops in front of him and looks at the door he is standing in front of before placing a hand on his forehead and sighing with disbelief.

"Let me guess…she put it in your shoe this time," Atem predicts and Seto nods. "Leave this to me Seto. I shall take care of this once and for all." He turns to the door as Seto leaves and he knocks on it a couple of times, calling her name. The door slowly opens and Cairo stands there twiddling her fingers with her head down. Atem folds his arms and looks down at her. "So what's the reason this time?"

"Hehe…for…fun?" she replies, finally looking up at him.

He turns her back to her and at first, she thought that she was going to get away without a punishment. That is until he says, "You know the drill." She groans loudly before walking alongside him to the throne room. "You put this on yourself." As he and she approach the entrance of the throne room, the servants draw back the red curtains so that they may enter. The priests and all the other servants bow to the both of them in respect as they go to the throne. Atem takes his seat while his daughter stands beside his throne with a frown. The throne next to him is empty because Mana is currently practicing her magic and she doesn't need to be present in the throne room all time.

Shimon steps forward to all the other priests. "We shall now begin our training session. Prepare yourselves." As he says that, Priestess Isis' Millennium Necklace starts to glow, causing everyone's attention to go to her. "What is it Isis?" asks Shimon.

"We have an intruder here in the throne room," she replies. Mahad immediately stands guard in front of the pharaoh as well as keeping an eye out for any intruders. Cairo looks up to one of the upper levels and sees a person aiming a straw containing probably a poisoned dart at her.

'Finally, some action,' she thinks to herself. The grin she sends up to the intruder causes him to hesitate as he wonders why she is sending him this look. His question is soon answered when he falls over the second level against his will and he lands on the ground in front of everyone, causing the servants and dancers to run away in a panic.

"Guards, seize him!" orders Seto and Atem pulls Cairo close to him as the guards struggle to catch the intruder.

He pulls her close to his face so that he can whisper in her ear. "What have I told you about using your magic?" he whispers to her. She chuckles lightly in response. "I'll let it go this time but next time, control yourself understand?" She nods. The guards present the intruder up to Atem who stares down at him in disgust after he tried to attack his daughter.

"I sentence you to life in the dungeon for attempting to attack my daughter," Atem says with narrowed eyes. "Now get out of my sight before I give you an even worse sentence." The guards escort him out of the throne room and Atem leans back in his seat placing a hand on his forehead with a sigh. A couple of small pearls of sweat trickles down the side of his forehead and Cairo looks at him with worry.

"My king, you look exhausted. Let us take a break," suggests Shimon.

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Mana drops her wand and drops to her hands and knees, panting with exhaustion. The sweat drops from her face to the cold floor. 'I went a little overboard there,' she thinks to herself as she attempts to stand up but to no avail. This time she falls face down to the floor and she sighs.

"Your highness?" comes a voice and she lifts her head to see Mahad standing at the door way. Her cheeks slowly go red and she smiles trying to play off her embarrassment.

"Oh…hey Mahad. What's up?"

"The sky," he replies making her dim her eyes. His reply to that question is always the same. "Are you…alright your highness?"

"It's Mana when we're not in public Mahad," she says as he helps her to her feet. "It just feels so weird when you address me that way ya know?"

"I see."

"So seriously, what's up?"

"I believe I've already answered that question."
"No, I mean what' going on? You look kind of stressed."

"That's actually the reason why I came here. I'm afraid you must come with me at once."

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Mana walks into a room with Mahad to see a couple of nurses working on Atem who is lying in bed. As she gets closer to the bed, she can see that he is sweating and panting. She crouches down to his bed and feels his forehead, causing his to open his eyes partially and he looks her way. She looks at him with concern as she strokes his hair. "Atem, what's wrong?" she asks, her hand sliding down to cup his cheek. Feeling too weak to answer, he slowly raises his hand to overlap hers.

"He has a very high fever and is also very exhausted," replies one of the nurses and Mana looks up at her, waiting for her to say more. "We can treat him, but it will take a while for him to recover. He must get as much rest as possible if he wants to make a full recovery."

The next day Atem wakes up, still feeling a little weak and fragile. But he doesn't let that stop him. He's the king of Egypt and that is an important duty and responsibility. He puts on his royal clothing and heads out the door only to be met by his daughter who has her head down with guilt. Atem sighs and shakes his head before grabbing her hand, leading her to the throne room. "When will you ever learn?" As they go to the throne room, Shimon blocks their path.

"My king, you shouldn't be up. You should be getting your rest," he says.

"I'm fine Shimon, now let me pass," Atem assures him.

"But my king, clearly you are in no condition to rule. I beg of you…please go back to your room and rest." Cairo moves her head from left to right as Atem and Shimon go back and forth. She could see that her father is getting annoyed by Shimon not letting him pass but she can also see that he is not in perfect health. Atem bangs one of his fists on the wall beside him, causing Shimon to jump slightly.

"For the last time, let me…" he trails off as his eyes start to roll to the back of his head and he starts toward the ground. Cairo tries desperately to hold him up because her hand is still in his grasp, but he is too heavy and she falls alongside him.

"Dad!" she cries, shaking him lightly.

"My king!" Shimon yells out and his servants immediately come out to help him to a room.

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Mana sits outside his room, holding her daughter in her arms as she sleeps. The door is cracked open and she can hear the conversation between the priests.

"What are we going to do? He's in no condition to rule."
"You're right. There's only one option."

"You mean…but she can't rule. She really doesn't have that much experience."
"Then we'll train her. We have no choice…."

Mana's eyes widen and her body suddenly goes numb. There's no doubt that they are talking about her. And if that's true, then she will have to rule Egypt until Atem recovers. 'Oh no…'

Uh oh…What will happen next? Please review!