My hands were blistering and raw from spending most the day scrubbing the floors for this festival. I had never heard of such a thing. "The festival of death" I knew all the traditions for the gods but this one was far different. Priests from all over Egypt would be coming here to praise the gods; or at least that's what I had gathered from eavesdropping.
The pharaoh had disregarded my story as childish but I know I wasn't dreaming my hands ached from hitting the door. I know what I saw was real. I needed to speak to the high priest.
I saw feet before me. my washing rag nearly brushing up against the fine gold and turquoise beaded sandals. made my heart skip.
"Its time for your lessons pet." I paused and glanced up to see the pharaoh tapping his finger on his arm impatiently.
"Come on..I haven't got all day"
I stood up pulling at my dress. my knees felt like stones tied to them.
the pharaoh scoft "No this won't do, how did you manage to become so filthy?"
his hand grabbed my hand forcibly looking at it.
"and you've managed to injure yourself" he rolled his eyes
"we will deal with this later. come on."
I followed him to another seemingly dusty room. The door hardly opened when the pharaoh opened it. Upon entering the room was rather stuffy, stacked with scrolls and abandoned funeral items.
"I need you to be fully educated. even if my servant for a year" his eyes narrowed "you need to know palace etiquette and how to read.."
I waved the the dust out of my face as the pharaoh threw done a scroll he had pulled from the shelf.
"There we are.. this is where I began my education." he seemed lighthearted as recalling a fond memory. A soft smile presented itself as he traced the old acacia scrollbar.
"This is an old fairy tale of the sky, and the earth"
I sat on the small stool beside him as he unraveled the brilliant text and images.
"lets start here" he pointed to a small collection of symbols
as he spoke I found myself hypnotized by his presence He calmly explained how to read the first word I staggered through one by one watching the pharaoh glow as he smiled amused by my mistakes. It was strange to see him like this, it was like he was a totally different person.
"It was then the air god intervene on the affair" I managed to read
"Excellent" the pharaoh smiled "You are incredibly quick leaner"
I tucked my hair behind my ear anxiously
"mm" I nodded hesitantly
The Pharaoh paused a moment before grabbing my chin
"we shall clean you up well...as for the festival you will not be posing as a slave..but as my queen"
I flew back out of the stool gasping
"The queen? what?!"
the pharaoh laughed amused by my panic
"well of course...you see I've always been accompanied by the whores."
he slowly moved towards me towering over me now
"and on this very special occasion..I would like the priests not to bicker over my duty to find a wife.."
his hand cupped my cheek
and for a moment a softness in his eyes
"I will teach you how to read and palace etiquette, and you will teach me how to win at games..and.."
his eyes traced my face as though looking for something
"and you will tell me about what's beyond the wall..your adventures.."
I felt my body tremble as he turned his back on me
"you mustn't worry my dolt pet...it is only for one night...after that you will return to being my useless slave"
he sat down once more
"the lessons not over yet.."
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"as my queen"
the pharaohs voice ranged in my ears as I tried effortlessly to sleep. I sat up frustrated.
The pharaoh had been more compassionate towards me today.
I was allowed a private bath
my hands soaked in aloe and rose water fresh clothes but then just as I finished my bath..
hours earlier
"I forgot something for you my dolt pet"
his voice echoed from the darkness
I leaped from the bath wrapping my body up quickly
"what are you doing here?! you said you would let me be!"
"heh heh, but I did..dont you want..your gift?" a long hot poker illuminated in the darkness
"please..what did I?!"
the pharaoh now stood before me pressing his fingers over my lips
"ahh... shhh take this gift and reminder..of who"
he threw me down exposing my lower back just above my buttocks and pressing the hot iron down into me.
the pain was unimaginable as I felt the screams tear through me
"of who owns you...."
he threw the poker beside me
I could only make out what looked like the pharaohs seal...and a single letter
"A"
my eyes blurred with tears as I carried my self back to the water..
It didn't hurt as bad now but it surely stung I delicately placed my fingers over the blistered skin wincing.
I wondered what the seal said..the only clue was the Letter A I hoped once I could read better..
I sighed this torment was hard and the pharaoh was harder to understand.
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🌾The Pharaoh🌾
He paced his chambers chewing down on his nails like a nervous bargainer. She was not meant to see him in that form. Not to mention it had been a great deal of time since he's loss that type of control.
he couldn't get the picture out of his head the fear in her eyes though aroused him he also felt something else that same feeling of guilt and worry.
he ripped at his hair in frustration. he didn't want to admit it but from the moment he saw her he felt something shift inside.
"Sigh...My pharaoh did you truly have to brand her like that?"
Seto spoke disappointed
"she's a meer slave, a criminal who cares if you could.."
"Enough...you would not understand"
Seto walked into the moonlight taping the tip of his rod
"oh I think I do...you placed a powerful seal on her...it wont be enough..I think in some twisted way you.."
"ENOUGH!" the pharaoh snarled hair starting to form on his body
"look at you..your losing touch...but here"
Seto handed him a cup of purple liquid
"a gift from your brother..."
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The Corrupt King
Fanfiction🔗Season Zero Yami🔗 ⤵Rewritten⤵ *Disclaimer* There is heavy violence in this story please be weary if sensitive A new Pharaoh has taken control of Egypt. His forms of justice are in that of games he loves wagers and torture. It's not until he meet...
