The Pharaoh and the Slave

Chapter Three: First Friend

A/N: So I don't normally do author's notes up top, but I wanted to explain something before we move onto the chapter. Because of the fact I cannot write about Ancient Egypt too well and some ideas I have work better with England-like settings, this will be a mix of Ancient Egypt and England-like settings. Please bear with it. Thank you!

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"What's this meeting about, if you don't mind my asking, Master?"

Yami sighed. After a few minutes of just laying on his bed with Yugi, he decided it was time to get up and meet her. "It's a marriage meeting." Yami heard the footsteps behind him stop and he turned. He saw Yugi standing there with so many emotions going through his eyes. He seemed deep in thought.

Yami smiled slightly before walking up to the slave and patting his head, causing Yugi to snap from his trance. "Don't worry. I don't intend to marry anyone anytime soon. Especially the one we're about to meet. So don't worry, okay?" Yugi nodded and Yami turned before continuing his walk to the meeting room, Yugi following close behind.

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'Why did I react like that? It's not like I have feelings for Yami or anything. So why...'

Yugi's thoughts were interrupted as Yami stopped outside a pair of doors. He could see the prince hesitating. Yami looked over to Yugi and Yugi smiled a reassuring smile, which seemed to help. Yami took a deep breath before putting on a serious expression and opening the doors.

Yami walked in and Yugi followed. When they walked in, Yugi scanned the room. It was pretty basic. There was a refreshment area where drinks and minor food sat. There were two large couches facing each other in the middle of the room, a table in between them. There was a pair of doors on the other side that lead out to a balcony. And finally there was a piano in the corner that was a pretty and shiny black.

On one of the couches sat a female with short brown hair with the tightest dress you could find, with the neck hanging so slow that her breasts were practically popping out. She had an air around her filled with overconfidence. Yugi got bad vibes from her and he could tell from Yami's expressions that he didn't like her attitude too well either.

"Princess Tea, how nice of you to visit... unexpectedly." Yami walked over to the couch that was not occupied and sat down, Yugi going behind said couch in case Yami needed something.

Tea moved a bit, causing her breasts to move more. It was as if she was purposely flaunting herself. This kind of irritated Yugi, even though the slave didn't know why. "Well, when I was told you didn't wish to see me at the time, I figured you were busy. I decided to visit so that it would be easier to meet up whenever you had some time."

Tea then turned to Yugi. "You there; can you play the piano?" Yugi nodded a bit. He was a bit rusty but he could still play. "Go play some romantic music, would you?" Yugi nodded and went to move before someone grabbed his wrist.

"Yugi, stay where you are. You do not need to follow Princess Tea's orders." Yugi nodded hesitantly before staying in his place.

"Why did you stop him, Prince Yami?" Tea asked. "He's a slave; he should be put to good use-"

Yami glared which caused Tea to flinch. "I would appreciate it if you did not insult my servant, Princess. I also do not appreciate you ordering him around as if you own him. He is not an object to be ordered around so rudely."

Princess Tea faked innocence. "But my Prince, he's a mere slave-"

"Tea!" Yami practically yelled, causing the princess to freeze. "Leave this palace now. I don't intend to marry you and I never will. I do not want to see your face in my palace ever again." With this, Yami stood. "Come, Yugi."