Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Trap of Emotions ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

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'I can't believe I let myself get caught by that annoying tomb keeper again' The Egyptian sun beat down on a small group of racing chariots as they moved toward the pharaoh's palace. 'I mean really after trying to escape five, no, six times you'd think I'd learn to avoid the places him and his spies hang around and-' "We're almost there my Calla." "Don't you dare call me that!" she snapped at the hooded figure next to her in the chariot. Even the shadow over his face couldn't hide his wide grin. "Would you prefer I call you the pharaoh's?" She sent a death glare at the blond, "I'd rather you not talk to me at all." He gave her another wide grin as he put his arms around her without letting lose of the reins. "I see no fun in that but then again, who needs to talk?" With narrowed eyes she replied, "Get your arms off of me unless you'd like the pharaoh to make sure it's the last thing you do." "Oh but what a way to go." he whispered in her ear as he removed his arms when they came into view of the palace. She looked up at the once awesome sight, great pillars of alabaster stone beckoned to all who saw and the incense burners scent was inviting. Yet it almost sickened her, but not as much as Malik did. "It's to bad my Calla." she ignored the 'my Calla' "What?" "That now the watch have seen us and have gone to alert the pharaoh when I could have rode off with you in my arms." "I'd jump out and be crushed by the wheels of you're servants' chariots before you could turn from the palace!" "My, my. My Calla has such and independent streak." he cooed running his fingers through her long brown hair. "Don't touch me!" she exclaimed while side stepping his touch. "I can control myself, there is always next time." She gave him a questioning look. He grinned as he moved in close and whispered in her "Because you will always run and I will always find you, my Calla.

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"My pharaoh, the watch has alerted me that the tomb keeper has returned with your bride." the pharaoh nodded his spiky head "Very well send guards to escort them to the throne room." when the messenger had left he sighed and put his forehead in his palm 'Why does she hate me so? I try to make her comfortable and give all that she wishes, she must still blame me for her father's death.' "My Pharaoh, Yami, it is a pleasure to see you again." Malik said half bowing as he held on to Calla's arm. "As it is with you Malik and I thank you for bringing back my bride." he held out his hand to Calla, even though Malik smiled as he released Calla it was plain to see he did not wish to give up his prize. Despite her dislike for the pharaoh she took his hand without protest, eager to be away from Malik. 'I'd choose the pharaoh over Malik any day, at least he doesn't try to force something that's not there.' she climbed next to Yami and their eyes met, his crimson eyes pleading and her blue eyes showing no emotion as she took her seat. Yami turned back to the guards "Escort Malik back to his chariot." he then turned to Malik "Your reward shall be waiting for you." he turned- "Oh no reward is required," Malik turned to Calla, "it was my pleasure." Yami dismissed Malik with a wave of his hand and waited till he had left to speak again "Courtier escort Calla to my chambers, I shall be along shortly." They exited leaving Yami alone. He slouched down in his throne and sighed "What am I going to do with her?"

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Meanwhile in a place far from the palace…

'I'm coming for you pharaoh, coming for my revenge!' the stranger smirked, with that stupid tomb keeper helping him, getting his revenge would be easy. 'Finally after all these years, justice will be served!'

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