The Corrupt King

♒Let the Festival begin♒

I tapped my thumb on the wooden table impatiently as eunuchs pawed at my face.

"you look like a goddess lady /your name/"

one of them whispered

I smiled softly but my attention was else where.

I hadn't seen the pharaoh in days. I felt a pit in my stomach. That kiss though cold and almost heartless had been on my mind non stop. I couldn't help to ask him why. I simply could pretend to be the queen without intimacy. I couldn't stop thinking about it. why he did it.

"Ah, don't you look...uhhm lovely yes" I turned to face that familiar cold stare of the estranged priest.

"High priest Seto!" I almost fell from my seat

"I! I have wanted to speak to you for sometime! about what happened sometime ago!"

I hadn't been able to separate myself from the palace to go to the temple, or rather my position as slave forbid it.

"ah..yes.." Seto pat my head before walking to the wooden table he leaned against it quietly tapping his rod "I heard about your little day dream, the Pharaoh being some monstrosity"

"It wasn't a daydream!! I saw-" I exclaimed

The priest raised his hand
"well..I'm sorry to say but that is the result of a delusion."

I scoffed "A delusion? honestly you don't think i'd buy that!"

the table strained as Seto leaned into me

"you shall do best if you leave it as that...a delusion"

I stared at him a moment in disbelief that he'd deflected the issue. 

His cold blue eyes stared at me silently making me more and more nervous. 

"Well, I've come to escort you,we have much to do" he brushed his shoulders off and headed out the door.

My stomach felt tight the jewelry on my ankles and wrists hung heavy as we walked through the halls now adorned in a deep blood red. I had never seen the palace look so elegant. The smell of dirt and death, was replaced by sweet incense. I followed closely by to seto

Setos eyes laid coldly on me noticing my nervousness he scoffed before stopping

"No Queen is to look as weak as you do now, do you realize the importance of this festival? what it means?" 

I looked away unsure of how to respond it was true, i had no inclination of what this festival meant.  

Seto rubbed his face, stymied at my reaction

"Its truly a miracle he hasn't killed you yet"

he continued 

"This festival may give us favor for the great gods, in particular the righteous one."

I nodded unsure I hadn't been much for worship, as I felt the gods had failed me and my family in times of need. Where had they been when darkness fell onto Egypt? 

"And who exactly is the righteous one?" I sneered

Seto paused a moment again before turning back his face lacked all emotion.

"You...shall see"

I felt my skin crawl in that moment, as if something was watching me. I felt myself more on edge as I followed the Priest. 

The high priest brought me to another room, snapping his fingers

A girl came towards me he eyes seemed sad and worried