A trip that changed a life chapter 2

A trip that changed a life chapter 2

“My prince are you awake?” Mana opens the door peeking in to the large room, only to see the Prince was not present. “I guess he’s not here.” She then closed the door. But oh he was there just on the other side of the window hiding. Atem let out a sigh and pulled up the hood of his cloak, and set out to the village.
~Time skip to the village~
Atem made his way around the market, smiling when someone would say good morning, or hello to him, he would politely say the same thing back. As he kept walking he noticed he was getting into the more wealthy section.
“10 silver pieces.” (Yeah I don’t really know how they did money back then so here is how the money system works in this story copper is the least, then silver and then gold is the most valuable)This caught Atems attention. He turned his head to the side to see a man standing on a small stage. A man in white robbed walked on to the stage and was handed a chain.
“Slave auction.” Atem looked to the ground and shook his head.
“And now ladies and gentlemen we saved the best one for last.” He motioned to the covered cage behind him. Atem tries to push to the front of the crowd. “But I must warn you even though this boy may seem innocent and feeble but he is very strong. He then pulled the cover off the cage.
You hear the man starting to announce you and you felt yourself starting to shake. You could hear the many people murmurs.  
Atem looked at you with wide eyes. There you sat on your knees blind folded your ankles and wrists in shackles, your clothes were stained and ripped, your [h/l] [h/c] hanging in a messy low ponytail. One of the men opens the cage and grabs you by your upper arm dragging you out of the cage. The same man then walks behind you and unties the blindfold. Your eyes slowly open half lidded.
“What a beautiful young boy.”
“It’s hard to even believe that he is even male.”
You lowered your head glaring at your feet. A few of your strands of hair falling in front of your face.
“Age 16, master of hand to hand combat.” Some people in the crowed raised a brow at his statement. “Yes, yes I know it might sound untrue but let me demonstrate. He takes a glance over at you. You glared at the man.
“Tch.” You turned your head to the other direction. A tall muscular man then walked on to the stage. His name was Iah, another slave that belonged to the man. You two would talk once in a while understanding each other’s problems but you knew what you are supposed to do. You are to be forced to fight him, and really didn’t. The shackles around your wrists and ankles were removed. Rubbing your bruised wrists you turned toward the tall male with sad [e/c] eye looking into sad light brown eyes.
Iah knew you were really a girl and he really didn’t want to fight you either. Iah got into a fighting stance, you doing the same. After 10 minutes of throwing punches and kicks at each other. You grab his arm and flip him, having him land on his back, then wrapping your arm around his neck choking him enough to make him to struggle but loose enough for him to still be able to breath.
“I’m sorry.” You whispered into his ear. You then released him from the hold and stood back to your feet, he fallowed and gave you a pat on the shoulder and walked over to his master, standing by his side.
Atem crossed his arm and furrowed his eyebrows bringing them together. He could see while the two of you were fighting that neither of wanted to fight at all. Also when you were choking him he saw you say something in to the other man’s ear. The Shackles were once again placed back on to your wrists and ankles and were pushed down on your knees, letting out a soft grunt.
“We shall now start the bidding.”
“9 silver pieces.”
“11 silver pieces.”
“20 silver pieces.”
Atem watched your reaction as the numbers went up. You slowly lowered your head and start to shake out of fear. Iah just stood there wanting to take you in his arms and save you from this torcher.
“30 silver pieces.”
“35 silver pieces.”
You clutched your eyes shut trying to hold back the tears.
“5 gold pieces.” There were a large number of gasps within the crowed. Your head jolted up revealing you fallen tears. You looked into the crowed to see a man near the front of the stage in a cloak raising his hand gaining every ones attention. You stared wide eyes at him; you could not believe that someone would pay 5 FREAKEN GOLD PIECES just for you as a slave. I mean who carries that much money with them? The man walked through the murmuring and shocked crowed, even Iah and his master where in shock. Atem glanced at the man and handed him a small pouch that held the money, dropping it into his hands. The man gave him a key in exchange. Atem then turned his attention back to you and slowly walked towards you. You eyed the man as he strode towards you, you couldn’t really make out his features because of the tears were still in your eyes but you could clearly see his red violet eyes. He knelt down in front of you, lifted your arms, and unlocked the shackles. Helping you up, he takes your hand and drags you off the stage, and head in a random direction. You stared at the hood of his cloak still with wide eyes. You open your mouth and tried to say something.
“UUH.”
You quickly closed your mouth when you stomach let out a loud growl.  Coming to a halt Atem turned around and looked down at you. Wrapping your free arm around your growling stomach, you looked to the side with half lidded eyes, a small blush spread across your face.
A soft smile came to his lips. He then turned back around and started dragging you again.
“Wait here.” He then walks toward one of the stands. You let out a sigh and looked at your bruised wrists. The 7 bracelets that you still had have been taken from you by then slave collectors.  They also took the satchel that held your sketch book.  There was a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see it was Iah.
“IAH!” He smiles at you and hands you your satchel. “My satchel how did you?”
“I took it while my master was sleeping.” He reaches into it pulling out the bracelets. You hugged him with all you strength.
“Thank you Iah. You’re the best I really wish you could come with me. I’ve seen what that man does to you and it just makes me sick. Iah cupped your cheek.
“Don’t worry about me [y/n], I’ll be just fine.” He leans down and kissed the top of your head.
Your eyes widen but then closed. “Thank you Iah for everything, I will never forget you.” You give him one last hug.
Atem turns around to see you hugging the slave you had fought. He watched as you let go of him , and waved to him as he left. You placed bracelets around your wrists.  He narrowed his eyes and walked over to you.
“What were you doing with him?” You turned swiftly loosening more of your messed up pony tail. He then looked at your wrists and the satchel.
“H-he was j-just returning s-some o-of the things th-that the s-slave c-collectors took from me i-is all.” You struggled on the last word that you knew was going to leave a horrid taste in your mouth. “M-Master.”
A small shade of pink spread across his cheeks. Shoving a loaf of bread into your hands. He turned around; you looked at him confused, tilting your head to the side.
“N-never mind that. Come we’re leaving.”
“O-ok!?”
~time skip to the Palace~
Atem jumped grabbing on the ledge of where his room is. When he was in he looked down at you, and you flowed easily climbing to the ledge, but your footing was off and you slipped. Atem reached his arm out and grabbed onto your arm and start pulling you up. You finally made it into the room. Letting out a sigh you look around the room.
“U-um. Where are we?”
“We are at the palace and we are in my room.”
“Wait your ro..” You were cut off by him placing his hand over your mouth and pushing you towards the big bed. Pulling you down with a hand still over your mouth you both hid behind the bed.
“SSHH.” A small blush came to your cheeks as he was really close you your face. You then hear some voices on the other side of the big doors.
“We need to find him soon Isis. I don’t know how much longer we can stall the Pharaoh.”
“Don’t worry Mana we will find him.” The doors creaked open. “I see you have returned Prince Atem.”
Your eyes widen ‘Prince? I…. Was … bought… by the Prince a Egypt?’ You were screaming in your head.
“Now I suggest that you come out now.” Atem let out a sigh and let go of you. Standing he walked from behind the bed rubbing the back of his neck. A small smile came to her lips. “And I think your little friend too.” Mana looked at Isis in question.  She then looked back at the bed to see you slowly stand up. Mana’s eyes widen.
“He’s.. He’s… HE’S SO CUTE!” You let out a surprised yell when the girl jumped at you. Just as this happen Mahad entered the room
“Ah there you are my prince if you please..” Mahad stopped mid-sentence seeing his apprentice cuddling to an unknown boy.
“Do I even want to know?” he mumbled.
“I’ll explain everything later. But for now Mana, Isis, I ask of you to get the boy clean and put in proper clothes.” Atem pinched the bridge of his nose. “Mahad you come with me to the throne room where my father wants to see me.”
“Of course.”
After getting Mana to let go of you the plan was set in motion. Mana and Isis led you down the hall, and Atem and Mahad head the opposite direction.
“If you don’t mind me asking Prince Atem who is the boy?” Atem let out another sigh.
“He’s a slave that I bought at the slave auction.”
“How much did you pay for him?”
“5 gold pieces.” Mahad’s eyes widen.
“You paid that much?”
Atem let out a slam chuckle. “Hard to believe right. When I saw him he was in a cage shackled and blindfolded. As if he was a cage animal.  I guess I couldn’t stand to see someone like that.”
~Meanwhile~
Your eyes were as wide as a plate for in front of you was a giant pool of water. It looked so temping to just jump in.  You turned around to see that the girl named Mana has left but there still stood Isis.
“I know you’re not a boy.” Your eyes widen. She walked closer to you and placed her hands on your shoulders. “Now how about we get you cleaned up.
~Meanwhile~
Atem and Mahad entered the throne room. A wrinkled old man sat on a gold throne. He looked annoyed as he had his head resting on the palm of his right arm and his left hand dumbed on the left arm rest. Not so far from where the pharaoh sat was priest Seth. His icy blue eyes glanced at the door of the throne room to see Mahad and Atem walk into the room.
“You wanted to see me father?” The Pharaoh glanced at his son before straightening upon his throne.
“Atem I see you snuck out of the palace again.
‘Damn it!’ Atem cursed in his head.
The Pharaoh let out a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“I’m serious my son if you keep at this you’re going to get yourself killed. If you want to walk around outside of the palace have the guards be with you.” The Pharaoh softly mumbled something; Atem clutched his fist, hearing what his father has mumbled. “As of tomorrow you will have guards outside your room and your windows. Now leave and go to your room for the rest of the day.”
Atem swiftly turns around and exits the room.
~Meanwhile~
You slipped on your bracelets over your freshly bandaged wrists, and looked at what you were warring. You wore a knee length silk servants dress. Looking around what is now your room, you had a pretty big bed, not as big as your masters but it would do, your room also has a small personal bath, that lead to another room, but what you really liked is the balcony. Walking out and setting your hands on railing you looked out at the town, it looked to peaceful. Closing your eyes you enjoyed the light breeze that blew your hair.
~Meanwhile~
Atem briskly walked down the hall head towards his room Mahad  trying to stop him.
“Prince Atem. I know you are frustrated but.”
Atem stopped in his track and turned around giving Mahad a sinister glare.
“Frustrated? Mahad that doesn’t even begin to describe what I feel right now to the man, who calls himself a Pharaoh.”Atem tighten his fists making his knuckles turn white.
~In your room~
You open your eyes to the sound of people yelling right outside your door.
“I know your frustrated but.” You walk back into your room heading towards the door. “Frustrated? Mahad that doesn’t even begin to describe what I feel right now to the man, who calls himself a Pharaoh.” You place your hand on the door. “Mahad I.” He stopped at the sound of a door opening behind him. He turns around and his eyes widen. There coming through doors was a girl with beautiful [h/l] [h/c] hair, she has slightly pale skin. She lifted her head her [e/c] eyes meeting red violet eyes. All of Atem’s anger was suddenly forgotten when their eyes met. Mahad was surprised too. He has never seen this girl around the palace before.
“Uh.”
“Oh there you are.” Your eyes suddenly widen as a small blush came to your cheeks and you quickly shut the door. Atem jumped back a little at this. “Ah not again. She walked up to the door and started knocking on it. “Come on [Y/n] I wasn’t going to do anything I was only coming to ask if you wanted me to show you around.”
“Mana.” She stopped knocking on the door, and looked toward Atem.
“Yes.”
“Who was that?”
“Oh her? Well….” She started to fiddled with her thumbs. “You know that boy you brought back with you when you snuck out?” Atem shook his head slowly as Mahad raised a brow. “Well it turns out he is actually a she.” She pointed towards to the door.
~Meanwhile~
After closing the door, you listened to the conversation that was going on outside your room.
“Wait if he was actually a girl then why was she dressed as a man?” asked Mahad.
“How the heck should I know?” Mana mumbled. You slid down the door and you hugged your knees, barring your face into them.
“Mana the girl’s name is [Y/n] correct?”
“Yes.” Atem let out a sigh, and combed his fingers through his try colored hair.
“Let her be.” You let out a small gasp of surprise. You got onto your knees and put your hand to the door. You hear the sound of sands walking away. Your eyes soften.
“Is master upset?” You shake your head. “No don’t call him that [Y/n].” You tightly shut your eyes. But then opened them again “But his did sound sad. Rah curse my caring personality.”
~Time skip~
It was now sunset. You have finally come out of your room. Mana showed you around and you were starting to like her. Also you figured out why your master was so upset, and apparently you realized that he haven’t eaten anything yet. So you asked Mana where the kitchen was, and because of your soft side decided to make him a nice meal. Putting in a pinch of spices, you bring give the stew a quick stir, bringing the ladle to your lips taking a taste. You close your eyes and smiled satisfied with the taste.
“Wow that really smells good [Y/n].”  
“He, he. Thanks. Mana if you want you can have some.”
“Really? Thank you.” You pored some into a bowl and set it in front of her, stepping back you waited to see what she thought. She took a spoonful of the stew blew on it to cool it down. You were so nervous, when Mana finally to a bight her eyes widen.
“This…Is…AMAZING!!” She happily took another bight. You let out a sigh that you didn’t even know that you were holding. Taking another bowl, and poring the stew in it you placed it on a silver tray and head out of the kitchen.
“Feel free to more if you want Mana.”
~Time skip~
Using your back to open the door, you walked into the room as see no sign of your master.
‘Did he sneak out?’ You let out a sigh. Walking over to his giant bed you set down the tray and was going to leave when you notice an odd object. You stop in your tracks when you see something gleam in the corner of your eyes. You look to where it was coming from and noticed an odd pyramid that had an eye in the middle of it sitting on a small table next to the bed. Walking over you gently pick it up and look at it.
“What is this?” You rub your thumb over the eye narrowing your eyes slightly. But all of a sudden you felt an odd sensation. Bringing the item closer to your chest your eyes soften.
‘This is so odd I somehow feel… comfort form this item.’
“What are you doing?”