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Ankh and Isis: Yeah
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Cq: and ya'll reader's please forgive me... I'm a love bug when it comes to certain couples (whispers especially these two) -
Ankh and Isis: HEY!
Cq: hehe onto the next chappie!
Chapter Summary
Isis has been given the Millennium Necklace and there is a feast given to celebrate the endowment of the 7 Millennium Items. As Ankh and Isis start dancing, the Physicians feelings for the desert rose catch up with him. Can he profess his love? Or will someone else claim her heart first? R&R!
Pharaoh Hakizimana was having a hushed conversation with Priest Shimon when Mahado walked into the throne room.
The Pharaoh's brother, Abasi had been discovered in the palace dungeon, badly injured, Shimon was saying.
"What! Why that's impossible!" the Pharaoh hissed.
"Oh no, My Pharaoh... nothing is impossible for the gods" Shimon bowed respectfully.
Khalfani snorted quietly. "I beg to differ" he muttered. The Prince caught the Physician's eye and grinned.
Ankhare smiled and shook his head. Khalfani nodded. As King Solomon had said, there was a time to be silent, and a time to speak.
Now was a time to be silent, especially since the Pharaoh, the Priest, and the other courtiers had turned their attention to the newcomers.
King Hakizimana's eyes focused on Lord Mahado, then Ankaare, and lastly a beautiful young woman that he'd never seen before.
She stood quietly beside Ankhare after bowing, nervously keeping her eyes to the ground.
Hakizimana smiled. "Ah, you must be Isis" The girl nodded respectfully. "I am, Your Highness"
Shada was right... the girl is beautiful! He thought. I think she would make a good bride for him.
Unbeknownst to the King, Shada was thinking the same thing. Purrrrrrr Meow! He snickered to himself.
Ankh noticed Shada preying on Isis and a growl formed in his throat. Khalfani heard this and noticed Ankhare step closer to Isis
A smiled tugged at the Prince's features. I see what's going on now... it seems that Ankhare is falling for the girl whether he knows and likes it or not!
Khalfani snapped to attention when he realized that their young guest was being taken aside by his father.
I hope she knows what she's getting herself into! Khalfani thought as he watched his father bring Isis back.
Hakizimana clapped his hands, and an elaborately decorated golden box was brought before him.
Opening the chest, he took out a small necklace with the Eye of Horus on it.
"My dear Isis, if you will please kneel." the girl obeyed. "From this day forward you will be known as Lady Isis, bearer of the Millennium Necklace"
Such a long title the girl thought as she sought out Ankh in the audience. He stood off to the side, smiling at her proudly.
With that, Isis turned her attention back to the Pharaoh.
"As bearer of this Item, it will be your charge to relay any visions you see whether prosperous or harmful, regarding in both the present and the past. You will also report to Lord Shada... if not he, then Priest Shimon"
Isis nodded, keeping her gaze to the floor. "Yes, My King" she whispered, a single tear sliding down her cheek.
Ankhare noticed this and sighed with concern. This was a heavy burden to bear, but not one she would bear alone... he would be sure of that!
Oh my dear... what is this that I have gotten you into? The Physician shook his head as Pharaoh and Isis walked down the stairs together.
Once outside, Isis looked over the balcony and saw many people. This was Egypt!
"People of Egypt! I give you the 7 protectors of our land!"
the seven holders lined up including the king. Shimon took a deep breath.
"Pharaoh Hakizimana! Lord Shada! Lord Karim! Lord Mahado! Count Abasi! Lord Sekmeth! And our newest protector, Lady Isis!"
there were deafening shouts and cheers from the large crowd. Through all of the excitement, Isis had a feeling in the pit of her stomach.
Something didn't feel right. How right she was!
As the proceedings wore on, Priest Shimon announced that there would be a feast to celebrate the finding of the seven holders.
Isis looked around for Ankhare and found him talking to a man that looked vaguely familiar.
Racking her brain, Isis remembered where she had seen him before. He was the bald man with the strange design on his forehead, the one who had been in her room that night!
As she went closer, she noticed that the two men were in a self-controlled argument.
"She could be useful in many ways, Ankhare... how about I take her off your hands?"
Ankh growled. "Isis is not someone you can just bargain off, Shada... she is not a luxury slave!"
With that he walked off, but not before meeting eye to eye with Isis.
The physician blushed and bowed. "Lady Isis" he whispered as he walked away.
Isis looked after him in confusion. She turned back to Shada who had a victoriously smug look on his face.
"Lady Isis" he said, offering her his arm, "Perhaps you will allow me to escort you to the proceedings?" Isis pondered hesitantly and then took his arm.
How she wished that feeling would go away!
Once they reached the banquet hall, Isis immediately sought out Ankhare. She found him speaking to Lord Mahado.
Excusing herself from the pompany of Count Abasi and Shada, she walked over to Mahado and Ankhare.
She didn't notice the gleam of jealously in Shada's oceanic blue-green eyes.
"My lords" Isis curtsied. Mahado smiled at her and bowed. "Lady Isis" he drawled as he grinned.
The girl blushed and smiled softly. "Isis to you my friends, please... I was Isis before, I am Isis now"
This she said to calm any inner doubt Ankhare was having.
This encouragement raised the Physician's spirit somewhat, but he couldn't shake off the feeling that welled up in his chest for the lovely young woman before him.
Mahado looked at him and smirked. He'd known all along that the Physician was in love, but how would he get Ankhare to admit it?
Hathor-1, if you can hear me, these two need help!
The gong sounded. It was time for the feast to begin!
Dinner was served in the likes of fish, fruits, wine, cakes, cheeses, and all sorts of things that the Ancient Egyptians ate.
(A/N: Poor Ankh, talk about all the tummy aches! Hehe)
Isis had been seated between the Pharaoh and Lord Shada.
At the moment, Ankh noticed that she looked highly embarrassed and nervous at the fact that both men were getting drunk...fast.
He decided to make his move. "Gentlemen if you would excuse me... Lady Isis... would you care for a dance?"
Isis smiled sheepishly and took his hand. "I would love to" she said softly.
"H-hey!" Shada drawled, his speech slurring. "(hiccup) Get your filthy (hic) paws (hic) off my wife! (hiccup)"
When he fell to the floor, totally intoxicated, Ankh gave Isis a smirk. "And that is why your grandmother should have told you to never marry a drunk!"
Isis tried not to laugh as Ankhare ordered that Lord Shada be carried back to his chambers, and the Pharaoh be given a strong goblet of herbal tea.
(A/N: this is one of my favorite songs, somehow I thought it could be contributed to the Ankh/Isis couple... you might have to listen to the song to understand this next part.)
Desert Rose
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
Ankh led Isis onto the floor, and began to twirl her around. She giggled and placed one hand on his shoulder as he grasped the other one. She smiled... How lovely she is! He thought
I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
As Ankh listened to the words, he couldn't help but blush as he looked at Isis.
This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
It seemed as if the words were describing her. His feelings were starting to well in his chest. How could he tell her that his feelings went farther than admiration?
And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems
As the girl danced in his arms, Ankh's heart started to hammer... He couldn't tell her his feelings now... that would be improper!
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
Yes! His mind told him, he would tell her his feelings tonight, in the garden! Oh, he hoped this would work!
I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love
During the instrumental, they both started to perform the ancient dance, done by the Pharaohs... Isis twirled into him and they continued (tango) waltzing.
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
She was a good dancer, he realized. Ankh's blood ran cold, and his cheeks burned up every time he twirled her thin, slender, frame in his arms. Oh Isis! He thought. Vehemently he shook his head, demanding leave of all thoughts.
Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
He prayed she wouldn't notice his blushing... Oh Jehovah help me! He prayed as they got ready for the last verse.
Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall
(A/N:As Ankh and Isis danced to the music, (think of the Midian scene here in Prince of Egypt) except for the fact that Ankh can dance O-o)
When they finished dancing, Isis curtsied and Ankh bowed.
As the young couple came up, everyone who had been watching applauded. How graceful these young people were!
Ankhare smiled at Lady Isis who smiled back at him, blushing. Gently, the Physician brought the young girl's hand to his lips and kissed it.
Isis's POV
Lord Jehovah! Did Ankhare just do what I think he just did?! Oh my!
I tried not to panic as my heart started to race.
Surely I realized my status as a Lady of Pharaoh Hakizimana's court, but I am not of royal blood.
Surely Ankhare still realizes that!
Still I think as my mind begins to ponder over my new role as caretaker of this ancient Item.
If Jehovah's Will is for me to do this, then so be it... I wish to live as King David did, even though I am not a man; I still seek Jehovah's Will and His heart.
But then my heart started to race. But what of this Lord Shada? I wonder.
Why does he look at me as if I am fresh meat to be devoured? That nervous feeling crept into my stomach again.
I suddenly realized that it was he who I was beginning to fear.
No I thought as I shook my head. I am to fear nothing but God alone!
But still, my mind argued, whenever I am around Shada, something in his sea-green, pupil-less eyes makes me shudder!
I made up my mind to avoid the man at all costs.
Then again, my mind hinted, What about Ankhare?
I suddenly realized that whenever I am around Ankhare, ever since we first met, and even now, I feel as if I am in a dream... My heart starts to race and I feel warm all over.
Oh Lord Jehovah, help me, please! I think I may be in love...
Normal Pov
The gong sounded for the second time that night, signaling that the feast was over.
"Shall I escort you to your room, My Lady?" Ankh asked, offering Isis his arm. She giggled a little. "why thank you, good sir" she took his arm and they proceeded on to her chamber.
When Ankhare saw to it that she was safely inside, he giggled to himself as he hurried to his room. The Physician had truly enjoyed this night!
The next morning, Ankhare woke up groggily, his dreams from the night before, having been filled with sweet dreams of Isis, and nightmares of her and Shada together.
In one of his dreams, he saw Isis and Shada holding hands in front of Priest Shimon.
If that wasn't confusing enough, he was further confused by the second part of the dream.
Flashback
In the second part, he saw Shada and Isis arguing... then Shada had beat her...
Ankh had woken up during the night, panting and sweating. It had taken awhile to get back to sleep.
When he fell asleep again, the nightmare continued. He saw the Saharan Desert, and a dead figure in the sand...
"No! Isis!" Ankh shot up out of bed, finding himself screaming Isis's name. Quickly he rushed to the restroom, turning on the faucet, he splashed cold water on his face, trying to wake himself up.
After drying off his face, he crept quietly into Isis's room, which was just off of his room.
Going closer to the bed, he found her peacefully asleep. Ankhare sighed in relief.
In the dark he noticed Isis shivering in the night. Going over to the closet, Ankh grabbed a blanket, covering the girl.
"Sweet dreams, Lady Isis" he whispered, placing a soft kiss on her forehead.
Walking over to his/her bedroom door, he looked back at the sleeping maiden, she seemed so at peace!
Then why am I so worried? Ankh thought. Shaking his head and sighing contentedly, the Physician shut the door and climbed back into bed, falling slowly into a deep, dreamless sleep.
End of Flashback
Getting dressed quickly, Ankh decided that he would speak to Isis after he got back from the village.
Running out to the stable with his sack in his hand, Ankh leaped onto the saddled Ebony and rode on. Oh how he hoped nothing would go amiss while he was gone!
As Ankhare rode on into the village, deciding where he would take Isis for their discussion...they had much to speak about!
Cq: Hmmm I wonder what about? Hehehe
Ankh: It's none of your business!
Cq: Is too! I'm writing it!
Isis, Mahado, Karim and Khalfani start laughing
cq: Little Ankh is growing up! He's falling in love!
Isis: Cq, leave Ankh alone!
Ankh (blushing): Thank you Isis
cq starts to laugh: you two were made for each other
Ankh and Isis start to blush
Ankh and Isis: Onto the next chappie!