"Let Her Go!" The pharaoh commanded as an obviously wealthy man tried to drag away the beautiful, frightened, young girl. The girl looked up at the pharaoh, as her master yanked on her hair. The pharaoh lost his breath for a second when he looked into the girls, pleading, scared, emerald green eyes. "This girl is my property my pharaoh! I own her." The man snapped at the pharaoh which was his first mistake. His second was when the man tightened his grip on the girls arm, causing her to whimper in pain. "Not anymore. The girl is coming with me," Lord Atem said, with a tone that said don't argue its just a waste of time. "I'm sorry my lord but I can't let her go with you. This wench caused me to lose my other servant and hit me with a hot pan-." "You lost because you tried to rape her!" Zeda yelled at her master not being able to keep quiet anymore. His face turned bright red with anger and slapped her across the face causing her cheek to bleed. The pharaoh slightly growled in anger, "I've heard enough. The girl is coming with me. There will be no discussion." The man wasn't going to give up his slave willingly. "Then I should be paid for her. I lost one servant, I don't want to lose two-" "Yeah because that would mean actually working," Zeda said interrupting her master again. She winced and closed her eyes when she saw him raise his hand to slap her again. But this time the pain didn't come. She opened her eyes to see that the pharaoh caught his hand right before it made contact with her face. Lord Atem gripped the mans wrist so tight it caused him to let go of Zeda, which gave Lord Atem the opportunity to punch the man. Zeda saw her master for the first time and was in shock. She looked over at the pharaoh who had also looked down at her with gentle eyes. "Are you alright?" He asked offering her his hand, for the second time that day to help her up. She took his hand and he helped her to her feet. "I know I decided that you would be coming with me, but I didn't even ask you if you wanted to. Or even asked you your name." "My name is Zeda, my lord," she said bowing her head. "You don't need to bow to me Zeda. Will you accompany me to my palace and be my guest?" Lord Atem asked, slightly praying that she said yes. "How can I refuse when you just saved me from my living hell?" She paused. "I'd love to accompany you my lord." Lord Atem smiled jumped back on his horse and then offered her his hand to help her up on to his horse. She grabbed his hand and jumped up onto the horse with ease. Lord Atem turned his horse to head back toward the palace.

'I must be dreaming. Because a girl like me doesn't belong in a palace,' Zeda thought as she looked around the breath taking palace. 'I can't just be here because the pharaoh felt sorry for me. I have a feeling there is something more in store for me. Wow for someone who can see the future I'm not that good at it. I didn't even see this coming.' She thought as she followed the pharaoh. He insisted on showing her to her room. "You really don't have to show me to my room, my lord…" Zeda said trailing off. 'We are so lucky to have such a handsome pharaoh,' she thought turning a shade of red. She was lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear what the pharaoh said. "Zeda did you hear me?" Lord Atem asked knowing she didn't. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't," Zeda said feeling embarrassed. Lord Atem chuckled and repeated himself, "You don't have to call me my lord all the time. My name is Atem. That's a privilege not many people receive." "Then why am I an exception?" Zeda asked wishing that she bit her tongue to keep her from being so blunt. Lord Atem turned and looked at her. He smirked when she didn't look at him and was looking at the ground. He placed his hand lightly under her chin and had her look at him, "Because there is something about you Zeda, that I find intriguing," Lord Atem said in awe from the beauty of her eyes. "But I still don't understand why I can call you by your name and not be formal with you," Zeda said. "I don't even know yet Zeda. Perhaps we can figure that out together," Lord Atem said and lowered his hand back to his side and continued taking her to her room. Zeda took a deep breath so that she can bring her heart beats back down to normal. Once they finally reached the room Lord Atem left her for a minute so that she could look around and he told her he would be right back. Zeda looked around the room in a amazement. The room was just as big as her masters house. The blankets were gold and white, and over the bed was a gold figure of the Winged Dragon Of Ra. On the other side of the room were double doors with sham pane color shears covering the them. The doors lead out to a balcony. Zeda went out onto the balcony and looked out at the kingdom where she lived. "Every thing looks better from up here," Zeda whispered to herself. "Yeah but it can get lonely." Zeda turned around quickly and saw Lord Atem standing the door way of the balcony with a bowl of water, a bottle with something in it and a cloth. "What's that for?" Zeda asked trying to sound normal after he scared her haft to death. "Its so I can clean the cut on your cheek," Lord Atem said grinning. He motioned to the seat, and sat next to Zeda. Trying not to sound week Zeda tried her hardest not to wince or hiss in pain, but her mouth had other idea's. When Zeda hissed in pain Lord Atem lightened his touch on her cheek. After he finished Zeda finally got up the courage to ask, "Lord Atem… Why am I here?" Lord Atem was caught off guard by her question and asked, "What do you mean?" "I mean, I know I'm not her just because of what happened today. I just don't know why and I would like to know." Lord Atem sighed, "I was wondering when you were going to ask." He paused and said, "It has to do with your millennium item you now wear around your neck."