Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Displacement ❯ The Heart of a Pharaoh ( Chapter 8 )

Here's Chapter Eight!! Please R&R!!

 

I do not own Yugioh!!

 

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This time when the Pharaoh knocked, Jenna responded. He entered the room and she rose up from her bed and gave him a small smile.

“Hello, Pharaoh. I take it your finished your duties for the day?”

He smiled at her. “Yes. I thought I'd pay you a visit before the sun sets and I retire for the night.” He took a few steps toward her. “Kalim told us that your visit to the city was rather... eventful.”

Jenna's smile seemed to turn a tiny bit forced. “Yeah... you might say that...”

He blinked, seeing the change. “Is... something wrong?”

She sighed and stepped toward her balcony. The doors leading out to it were closed at the moment. “It's just... Back in my time... walking down a crowded street was nothing for me. I didn't get any stares or mutters... people approaching me and asking me to bless their baby...” She shrugged. “I was just... like everyone else. But HERE...” She shook her head and let out another sigh. “The second I entered the markets... I swear, everyone stopped what they were doing and just STARED. Then there were whispers and mutters, pointing and rumors. I heard comments about my hair and skin, and a LOT of... interesting things that were being said about me. I even heard a little kid saying something about people with 'golden hair' being able to look into your very soul just by looking at you.” She shivered. “God, that was awkward...”

The Pharaoh took a few more steps toward her. “I know this must be very difficult for you.”

She shrugged. “It's... just something I'm not used to is all. When I stopped at that kiosk that was selling jewelry and the man heard I had some coins from my own time, he immediately wanted to see them. So I showed him, Kalim and the guards the coins... at which point the crowds started building up again, and started explaining what was on the coins and a few things about my world. The man told me that he would give me any item I wanted if I would give him only one of them.” She gave a small smile. “But in my time, it's hard to come across hand crafted items and they're more valuable than ones created by machines, so I gave him two coins instead... one for him and one for his granddaughter. We sealed the deal, I turned to keep going... and saw everyone standing there, staring at me and whispering again.”

The Pharaoh smiled at her. “It was very generous, what you did for that elderly merchant. As much as I wish it wasn't so, many people in my kingdom have difficulties and the gift you gave him will help him and his granddaughter immensely. Same as the coin you gave to the young couple with the newborn child.”

She shivered again. “THAT was definitely unexpected. The two of them approach me and out of the blue, they just ask 'Will you bless our baby for us?' I was totally shocked. Even Kalim told me that the priests never get requests like that, and I tried telling the couple that I didn't have the power or the knowledge on how to do something like that... but nothing I said would convince them. They insisted that I had been blessed by the Gods and that I had the ability to bless others just by touching them.” She sighed. “Well... I didn't want to upset them, so I held the baby for a few minutes, gave them a coin to help them out, they BOWED to me, which was, once again, awkward, and then they went on their way.”

Jenna looked out the window to where the sun was almost completely gone beyond the horizen. “It's so weird... no matter what I tell people here... they all insist that I am something that I'm not. I even heard someone saying that I must be the daughter of the Sun God, Ra.”

The Pharaoh stepped beside her to gaze out at the horizen with her. “The... incident at the River will most definitely cause those rumors to escalate.”

She moaned. “Don't remind me. Don't get me wrong, I'd do it again, but...” She let out an immense sigh. “I had no idea that people don't know how to swim in this time, until Kalim said that if he were to jump in to try and save that poor kid, he'd be drowned as well. Since I knew I was the only one who COULD swim, I just jumped in. When I found out the kid wasn't breathing, I performed CPR... which is a well known and easy to learn technique from my time. First with the swimming to reach the kid, people thought I couldn't be human, and then when I performed the procedure to get the water out of his lungs, people were saying I was an Angel sent by the Gods.”

The Pharaoh chuckled. “Kalim described how you revived the child and called one of the procedures 'the life giving kiss.' I must say that when word spreads about that incident, many men will find themselves jealous of that little boy...”

Jenna laughed at that, and the Pharaoh was shocked to realize that it was the first time he had ever heard her do so. It was a beautiful almost song like sound. “We call that aspect of CPR mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. You just breathe air into the persons lungs since he can't at the time. At the same time, you try to force the water out of his lungs by putting pressure at the base of his ribs so he CAN breathe on his own. That's pretty well all there is to it. No miracle. It's just something that noone here was familiar with.” Then her smile faded and her eyes turned a little sad. “When the boy started to breathe again and I looked up... everyone's expressions were totally shocked and they just... STARED. I tried explaining what I did, to explain to them that I wasn't an angel, but I don't think I convinced them. Right at that moment... I think I realized just how different I really AM from everyone here. I felt... I felt like I was some kind of... some kind of a FREAK...”

“JENNA!!” The Pharaoh said harshly. The woman started at the tone in his voice, never having been spoken to by him that way before. When she looked at him, his features were hard as he looked at her, his crimson eyes burning into her, his mouth set in a frown. She felt her blood turn cold, thinking she had angered him and took a startled step back. Then he continued to speak, his expression very serious, his voice low and commanding.

“I NEVER want to hear those words come from your mouth again.” He said, looking at her unwaveringly. “You are not a 'freak', and none in my kingdom see you in that way.” He stepped toward her slowly, Jenna still uncertain, took a few steps back as he continued to speak to her, his expression remaining the same. “When people see you... they see your kind and generous nature... your sense of equality and fairness in all things. You soul is filled with a love for all that is equal to none witnessed before in this land. You are selfless, willing to place yourself in danger to help those in need, and do whatever you can to make people happy. You displayed kindness and generosity to the elderly man at the kiosk... love and understanding toward the young couple and their newborn babe. Untold bravery, love, humility and so many other wonderful qualities when you rescued that child from the river. My people see all these qualities in you, and they see your outward beauty as well. For you ARE beautiful, Jenna.” His harsh gaze softened as he looked at her with a now tender expression. “You are so... very... beautiful...”

Jenna was now pressed up against the wall, the Pharaoh only a few feet away from her. She felt her mind go numb, hearing these words coming from the Pharaoh's mouth, and the expression he now wore on his face as he looked at her. She swallowed thickly. “Ph... Pharaoh?” she asked meekly.

He smiled at her gently and stepped toward her, his eyes never leaving her. “How could any man deny it?” He reached forward and stroked her hair, running his fingers through it gently. “You hair... it is long, and flowing, like a cascading waterfall of gold shimmering down your back. It shines in the even the dimmest of light, and hearkens to all like a beacon of beauty. Against my fingers, it feels as if it is made of the finest silk... so soft... so wonderfully smooth against my skin.”

Jenna's heart was now thundering in her chest and she couldn't speak now if she tried. She was in a state of total shock and she felt a flush of heat go through her as he started gently caressing the side of her face with his fingers.

“Your skin... it is like the purest cream. Free of blemishes, soft and smooth, it is positively flawless and breathtaking, and I love to feel it with my own hands.” His hands then came up to the sides of her head, his thumbs gently brushing her now closed eyelids. They snapped open to see his eyes burning into her own. “Your eyes are the color of our River Nile... wide and expressive, they are a deep and searching blue that could seemingly gaze into one's soul. I could lose myself looking into their beautiful watery depths.”

Then his hands came down to the sides of her body and gently trailed down them. Jenna felt a sensation like an electric shock course throughout her body at his touch and couldn't help but take in a shuddering breath. The Pharaoh continued speaking.

“Your body...” he breathed, the tone sending chills down her spine. “It is completely flawless. Every curve... every shape... it is all absolutely perfectly formed. Soft and graceful... every movement you make is like a work of art, and I find it difficult for me to keep my gaze off you, fearing I'll miss even a moment of its Otherworldly beauty.”

His hands left her sides and they snapped open when she felt him brushing her lips with his fingers with a feather's touch. It finally reached her numbed mind that the Pharaoh was very obviously making a play for her. However, the full scope of what that might mean never kicked in as of yet.

“And your lips... they are full... soft... inviting. And I long to feel them against my own,” he whispered, his head suddenly closing the distance, his lips brushing against hers. Once again, Jenna's mind went numb, stopping all process of thought. It was almost exactly the same sensation as when Seto had used his Rod on her to teach her their language, only without the pain. She simply couldn't think. But she could feel. She felt his warm and soft lips, very gently pressing against hers in a way that was so tender and completely flawless, her heart almost stopped at the intensity of the moment. She felt his hands, one of them stroking her hair in such a way that sent a tap dance of shivers down her spine, the other one that gently moved up and down the side of her body, sending a never ending sensation of pleasure throughout her entire being. Then he broke away, his arms now around her as he held her close to him. His mouth was now next to her ear and he continued to speak to her softly, one hand running up and down her back, the other still stroking her hair.

“You look as if you were molded by the hands of the Gods themselves and breathed into life. You are, without a doubt, the most beautiful and flawless flower that has ever graced the sands of Egypt, and I can no longer conceal the fact that I am in love with you.” He pulled away, and cupped her face in his hands once more, his crimson eyes gazing into her own again. His expression was serious, but his eyes were filled with compassion. “Once the crisis with Bakura has passed... once he has been captured or destroyed and peace reigns through my Lands once more... When that time comes, Jenna... I would be honored if you would stand by my side as my Queen.”

Bang. The full implications finally caught up with her in that moment. Her legs turned to jelly beneath her and the Pharaoh quickly wrapped his arms about her to stop her from crashing into the floor as her body went numb in shock. He set her down gently and knelt before her, his hands taking hold of her shoulders gently, the look in his eyes not changing as he continued to gaze at her.

“Oh... my God... This is... I mean...” She looked up at him, her features both stunned and flushed. “Pharaoh... I...” Her throat was suddenly very dry, and her mind was numb. “I...”

The man before her gently pulled her close to him once more, and just held her for a few moments, letting her head rest against his chest in the same manner as when he had first met her. At a time when her expression had been one of fear and confusion, and the Pharaoh had held her close to offer the only comfort he could at the time. Even then, he could remember his heart aching for her. “Say nothing for now.” He said gently, his hands stroking her hair lovingly. “I know this is very sudden and you probably need a few minutes to calm yourself. Just relax and I will hold you.”

As though they had a mind of their own, Jenna's hands gripped the front of his robes as they had before, and she closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down.

She had just been proposed to... by the Pharaoh... the King of Egypt!!!!

It wasn't as if she hadn't had guys make passes at her before... but those were downright pathetic and mundane compared to the move the man holding her had just done. Before, it had been guys just kissing her out of the blue... a hand subtly landing on her thigh or hip... guys just asking her out on a date... dinner and movie. But THIS...

She had never felt a touch like his before... had never had anyone speak the words he had spoken to her. The tone of his voice had sent shivers down her spine, the look in his eyes had sent her mind reeling... his touch had sent her heart thrashing around in her ribcage like a crazed beast... and the way he held her now made her feel safe, secure and calmed her immensely.

Everything he had just said and done... NOTHING she had experienced previous to it could even come close to it. It was without a doubt, the single most romantic, erotic and down right pleasurable and sexy way anyone had ever asked her to return their love.

But... he was the PHARAOH!!!!! That one little fact kept bouncing around inside her head like an out of control roller coaster. She was just... She was just...

She sighed and her eyes slid shut. She couldn't say she was nobody anymore. Back in her own time she was just one of the many, another sheep in the flock that worked nine to five and tried to keep the bills paid and food on the table. Here, she was...

Well, she wasn't quite sure what she was here as of yet. There were so many rumors flying around that had people looking at her in awe and even bowing down at her feet for no reason except that she was being herself... and for the way that she looked. At least if she was Queen, they would have a REASON to do those things...

But HER... a Queen??? She tried to imagine what that would be like, and found it almost impossible at the moment.

Just a few minutes of thinking wasn't going to cut it, she realized. She needed more time to think his request over in her mind before she could give him any kind of an answer.

Before she could think of a way to ask the Pharaoh for more time to think it over, without possibly hurting him, he seemed to pick up on the fact himself. When he spoke, she could feel the deep vibrations in his chest.

“I understand it is not a question to which you can answer quickly. You may take the time to think it over. There is no rush.” He released his hold on her and gripped her shoulders once more, looking her in the eyes and giving her a gentle smile. “And I don't want you to feel it is your duty to fulfill my request. Even if you choose not to do so, I will understand. You will still be free to live in the palace in comfort and safety. Only say yes if it is something you are certain you want for yourself. I will not force you into anything, Jenna. But I will say this...” His hands came up to cup her face once more. “Every spare moment I have... short of using Shadow Magic... I will do everything in my power to make you fall in love with me.”

He then helped her to her feet gently and led her to sit on the edge of her bed. He gazed down at her a moment and then cast a look out the window which showed the night had fled and the stars were now out. “The hour grows late. You have had a long day and I must be up early tomorrow. We both need sleep, and so I will leave to retire to my own chambers. But just remember, Jenna... I am very much in love with you. Please... consider my proposal carefully, and when you come to a final decision, let me know. No matter what it is you decide, you will still be treated as you have been. Things will not change simply because your heart leads you down another path.” He gave her a gentle smile. “Goodnight.”

Then he was gone.

Jenna sat where she was a few minutes, still stunned by what had just transpired.

The Pharaoh had just proposed to her... and in the most incredibly erotic manner that she could imagine. She felt a deep heat rise up inside her and she shivered, remembering the intensity of the experience. She remembered his crimson eyes, the feel of his hands as they had run down her side, how his body had felt against her own. She shivered again.

She sat there for about five minutes before she decided she had to get out of her room. She had to go for a walk to clear her mind. Right now her room was stiffling... she had to get moving.

She got to her feet and exited the room, giving the guard outside her door a smile. “I'm just going for a walk. I'll be back in a little bit.”

He nodded. “Alright, my Lady.”

She wandered around the halls of the palace for a good half hour, occassionally seeing servants and guards as they went about their nightly duties. Then she turned a corner and saw Seto and Isis in deep conversation. Both of them blinked and looked up as one when she walked around the corner.

The woman immediately picked up that something seemed to be bothering the girl. “Jenna, are you all right? You look discomforted...”

She blinked and nodded. “Um... yeah, I'm fine. I just... have a lot on my mind right now.”

Seto looked at her, his expression cool as always. “If you are upset about your experience in the city today...”

She shook her head. “No, that's not it... at least, that's not at the forefront of my mind right now. It's... something else. Something that happened just under an hour ago. I'm just trying to clear my mind.”

The two Egyptians exchanged a confused look. “What happened?” Isis asked, curious now.

Jenna hesitated and stepped a little closer to them. “Alright... I'll tell you, but I don't want word getting out about this. There's enough rumors flying around about me as it is.” She took in a deep breath. “The Pharaoh... came in to visit me earlier... I guess to see how I was doing after my day out in the city. He... um...” She felt her face go very hot as she rubbed the back of her head. “He... made a pass at me and... proposed to me.”

They both blinked slowly, not getting it. “He... made a pass?” Seto asked, not understanding.

Isis was in much the same state. “Proposed?”

She sighed, turning redder. “Sorry... terms from my time. Guess I'll have to be a little more frank.” She looked at them. “He kissed me and asked me to be his Queen.”

Their eyes went enormous. “HE WHAT?!” They were both completely shocked to hear this. Then Isis looked at her.

“What did you say?”

Jenna let out another sigh. “I was so shocked... I couldn't say ANYTHING. He said that he would ask me again when the crisis with Bakura has passed. He told me I could take the time to think it over.”

Seto frowned slightly. “Do you not like our Pharaoh?”

Her eyes went wide. “Of course I like him! The Pharaoh is very kind and has done everything he could to help me. It's just that...” She got a bit of a sheepish look on her face. “I was just another commoner in my own time. I've been here for only about a week, and to suddenly have the Pharaoh, of all people, tell me he loves me and that he wants me to be his wife...” She rubbed the back of her head, turning red once more. “It's just... a lot for me to take in right now. Believe me, it has nothing to do with me NOT liking the Pharaoh. I'm just... confused right now.”

Isis gave her a gentle smile and laid a hand on her shoulder. “I understand. You are still being overwhelmed by everything that has happened to you in the last week. With the rumors that have been flying around the kingdom, and with the recent developments with the Pharaoh, it is only natural for you to be feeling confused.” Her smile widened a little as she gave the girl's shoulder a squeeze. “But I do hope that it works for you. I know that if you accept the Pharaoh's request, you will make him very happy... and he will ensure that you live your life in the greatest comfort imaginable.”

Seto's expression was void of expression once again. “It's late. You should get some sleep. I will come with you to your room and use my Rod on you to get you to sleep.”

Jenna hesitated, and then nodded. The Priest bid Isis good night, and placed a hand on the blonde woman's shoulder as he led her down the hall, walking out of sight.

 

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Around the corner, just out of sight, Anzu, a servant smiled broadly. The Pharaoh had asked the Lady to be his Queen!

She quickly turned and raced down the hall. She had just finished her shift in the palace and had been heading for home when she had overheard the conversation she had had with the Priest and Priestess. Wait until she told her sister and husband about this!

 

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In the next chapter, Bakura learns of the Pharaoh's feelings for Jenna!! Please R&R!!