Sadly, I don't own The Big Bang Theory

I understand that Penny and Sheldon should have different names but I have kept it to avoid confusion and make it easier for the reader to know who is who.

A man wrapped in a white robe adorned with gold and jewels sat upon a throne, his finger taping on the arm rest.

"My pharaoh," An older servant began, bowing his head with respect. "These are the people we've found at our borders. A few were caught defiling the tombs of your ancestors in search of riches. The men were sent to work as laborers and the five women that were in their presence have been brought here."

The pharaoh waved with his hand and the servant scurried toward the doors. He turned his head to look at his captain and trusted friend standing on the right side of his throne.

"Sheldon, I believe it's the appropriate time to bestow a slave upon you."

The tall man was slightly muscular and tanned by the sunlight. "Thank you my Pharaoh, however I do not require one."

The pharaoh laughed, his lines near his eyes becoming more pronounced. "Always so modest. This is an order; out of everyone in my palace only you have yet to choose one."

Sheldon bowed his head and sighed mentally. "I understand."

The doors then opened as five women were brought in, with their hands tied behind their backs as a young guard instructed them to kneel in the pharaoh's presence. Two were in their forties, while the others were from teens to late twenties.

Three of them refused to bow and stood instead, watching the pharaoh. He motioned with his head and the guard shoved them to the ground as the youngest spat on the floor, she was in her teens.

Sheldon watched them and glanced over at the pharaoh, the subjection of people, especially women was too much for him. There was a fine line between fear and respect. The guard was about to hit the teen when the pharaoh stopped him, raising his hand. "Stop, there is no need to strike the young woman."

He turned his head to look at his captain. "Sheldon, please pick one of these women and she shall be taken to your chambers."

Nodding, Sheldon walked towards the women and looked at their faces. The older women looked tired and their faces were weathered as they watched him with caution and fear. He looked at the younger women and his eyes fell on the one in the middle of them. She was in her twenties with glistening sun kissed skin and his eyes were glued to hers involuntarily. The emerald pools lured him in, even though they were burning with hatred and anger. Sheldon shook his head to break the trance and crouched to her level.

"May I inquire your name?" He asked politely but she stayed silent, her eyes were menacing and murderous.

Sheldon stood up and looked at the pharaoh. "I want this woman."

She glanced around the room, it was luxurious; marble floors and alabaster pillars. Sheldon stood with his hands behind his back watching her eyes light up in awe and amazement.

"I must know your name, unless you wish to be called 'slave' from now and until the unforeseeable future."

She turned to look at him as he walked up to her and she held up her hands defensively in front of her, earning a frown from him.

"I mean you no harm. My belief is that one should never lay a hand on a woman, slave or otherwise." Sheldon explained as she slowly lowered her hands, a look of surprise on her face.

"Really? What if you are lying?" She asked, her voice as cold as ice.

He shook his head. "You have my word. I also don't lie, another trait I learned from my late mother."

Sheldon watched as she looked up at him with fascination, her eyes locking with his.

"My name is Penny." She told him, earning a smile from him.

"Good. I am Sheldon, you may call me that if you desire."

Penny watched as he walked toward the left and motioned for her to follow him. "I shall show you where you will be living from now on."

She filled a grail with water, watching him out of the corner of her eye. He was the most kind and peculiar man she had ever met. Although by law she was a slave, she didn't feel like it; Penny had quite a bit of freedom, she only cooked and cleaned. Nothing more, nothing less. He didn't even come onto her like her last master did months ago when she fled with her life, battered and covered in bruises.

Sheldon even allowed her to call him by name and would even dine with her at the same table, something that was unheard off. In her daze, she sliced the bread too closely to her finger and cut it.

"Ahhh." Penny hissed through her teeth and he turned to look at her from his papyrus, rising to his feet in haste. He walked up to her and grabbed her wrist after pulling at his shirt, ripping a long piece from it.

She watched Sheldon wrap it around her finger carefully before tying it. He reached at the knife at his belt and he cut the extra ends off. "Refrain from daydreaming when preparing lunch. You wouldn't want to accidentally lose a finger due to trifling reasons, correct?"

Penny nodded as he let go of her hand and started back toward his chair, looking down at her finger, his touch still lingering on her skin.

"You bitch!" A young man snapped at Penny, as she stared down at the broken bottle of wine he dropped when he walked into her, slightly intoxicated as she smelled the alcohol from his breath.

"The fault wasn't completely mine."

He scoffed. "Wench, it was obviously yours. You knocked it out of my hands. Apologize."

Penny glared at him. "I will do no such thing."

"You...you." He stammered and raised his hand above his head. She raised hers in defense in front of her and waited for the impact but it didn't come.

"How dare you strike a woman?" Sheldon's voice demanded, as she opened her eyes to see him grabbing the man's wrist in his hand.

"The slave knocked my wine and refused to apologize. I was merely teaching her a lesson."

He looked at the man with confidence. "Is it your place to do so? What audacity do you have to lay a hand on another person's slave?"

"I-I-"

"Apologize to her and be on your way." He threatened as the man tried to shake free and Sheldon squeezed his wrist as the man winced in pain.

"Alright I apologize." He forced out, allowing him to be released and he then stumbled away from them toward the market. Sheldon turned to look at Penny.

"That's enough for today. Let's return to our residence."

She nodded and watched his back as he walked away from her and Penny smiled before catching up to him.

Sheldon lay on his bed with his arm draped across his face. Penny walked in with a jug of wine and placed it on the table next to him.

"Are you in distress?" She asked and he nodded before removing his arm.

"Certain events have caused me to question my loyalty to the Pharaoh." He explained, looking over at her.

"If the Pharaoh decided then you must not disobey. I believe others have learned that early on."

Sheldon sighed, nodding in agreement. "However, for the entire kingdom to bend at whim to one ruler devotedly is beyond my understanding. If one wishes to not partake in ridiculous demands then why should I?"

Penny stared at him in confusion as he sat up. "I don't understand Sheldon."

"The Pharaoh wants to take you away from me and force you to become a concubine as his wife is unable to bear an heir."

Her eyes widened as he continued. "I tried to persuade him by lying that I had taken you to bed several times over the past three months since your arrival. A feat that was a challenge for me."

"And?" She asked, hoping that she wouldn't have to be taken away.

"He doesn't believe that such a beautiful slave could be infertile. That it defiles Ra and all the other gods for such blasphemy." Sheldon added as he picked up the jug and poured the wine into a cup before handing it to her before she took a sip. He then poured himself a cup.

"You are required an audience with the pharaoh in the morrow. It is entirely your decision on whether you wish to take the offer."

Sheldon stared out the window and observed the Nile, watching the sunset glow in the distance. He heard footsteps behind him and closed his eyes slightly before feeling a body envelop him in an embrace.

"Have you reached a decision?" He asked, opening his eyes again before turning to look at Penny when she let go of him.

"I have." She began as Sheldon held his breath. "I do not wish to be adorned in beautiful robes and gold while being confined within the palace walls."

He exhaled in relief and Penny reached up her hand to touch his face but he grasped her wrist halfway. "And what else did you say?"

She stared into his eyes. "I confirmed your lie that I was infertile and that I would be useless to his plans of birthing an heir."

Sheldon released her wrist and tilted her chin towards him.

"I commend you for your decision. I realized instantly that If I were to part with you I would rather be enslaved at the gates of Anubis by my own free will."

Before Penny could respond he brought his lips to her and tangled his fingers into her soft hair, enticing a moan from her. He kissed her passionately and urgently, as if scared she would disappear beneath his hands any second like the desert sand. She felt him pick her up as her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, earning a smirk from him as they broke the kiss.

"I never thought that the pharaoh would be the reason for me to finally reveal my true feelings to you." He admitted as carried her to his chamber.

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