A Gift Suitable For An Empress | By : DMtehficmonster Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 1237 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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-Dy’nast-
“Empress, great Kyohi, highest being in the Realms—I come bearing news, a message from the Kingdom of Wishraria,” the message-bearer bowed low, and began reading the scroll in his hands.
Kyohi yawned, very obviously. This was tiring. A party from one of the weaker kingdoms had come bearing something or other… whatever.
Her ears perked, however, when a speicifc part of the message was read.
“…as a gift to you, your highness, the Prince of Wishraria himself has come to be in your service.”
Kyohi sat up straight, and immediately interrupted. “Let me see him, then.”
The message-bearer was suddenly nervous, not expecting to be cut off mid-sentence. He knew not to refuse the Empress of Dy’nast though, and stepping aside, he motioned to the guards, who stepped out of the throne room, and returned, Seto in tow and Mokuba at his side.
Upon seeing Seto’s entrance, Kyohi was not impressed. He was just another prince, somewhat attractive, he would make a good heir, no doubt—wait! Who was that beside him? Kyohi was quick to voice her curiosity.
“Who is this who comes along with you, Prince of Wishraria? That boy, who is he?” Kyohi asked sharply.
“This is my brother, Mokuba. He is accompanying me,” Seto said calmly, showing no fear for the most powerful being in the Realms.
Mokuba bowed slightly, not wanting to seem weak. “I am the younger brother of Prince Seto. I am Prince Mokuba of Wishraria.”
Kyohi leaned forward, more interested than before, a glint in her eyes. It was only fleeting though, Kyohi regained her impassive look within seconds. “So then, you are here, you have come to serve me. Very well. Your party is dismissed. You will be shown to your rooms.”
The two Princes bowed a last time, and turned away, walking out of the throne room with the rest of the Wishrarian party. When they were gone, and the throne room doors were sealed once again, Kyohi sighed, breath heavy, hands tightly gripping the arms of the throne.
That boy… he was…
Kyohi let her eyes slip closed. The boy was not hers.
Yet.
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As the Princes were led down the halls, they kept their eyes to their feet, almost until they reached their room.
Looking up, Seto glanced at the ornate double doors leading into the ‘guest’ chambers.
“This will be where the two of you stay,” the guard said in a gruff voice. “It is on the same floor as the Empress, but do not let that fool you, you are nothing compared to her,” he spat, before turning and leaving the Princes in silence.
Mokuba’s eyes filled with rage, the boy was about to protest that when Seto silenced him, taking his hand in his.
“Mokie, please. You’ll have to get used to that kind of treatment. This is not our kingdom, we will not be treated like royalty.”
Mokuba sighed, taking comfort in Seto’s warm hand. “I know. It’s just that…”
“I understand how you feel, okay? I don’t want to be here either. But it’s our only hope at saving the kingdom from war. We need to convince the Empress to ally her kingdom with us. If we can achieve that, maybe we’ll be able to go home, okay?”
Mokuba sighed, leaning against Seto’s body. “Alright then. This will work out.”
“Good, that’s the way you should be thinking. Come on, let’s see what the room is like.”
Seto pulled open the large door, and the two walked inside. As they crossed the threshold, they both felt a twinge of regret, and a twinge of hope.
This will work out, Mokuba thought as he surveyed the room’s fine decoration, not exactly impressed. It just has to. I’ll make it work out.
Seto released Mokuba’s hand, walking around, making sure all of their belongings had made it to the room. Confirming that, he walked back to Mokuba.
“Seto, just what is going to happen now?”
“You, are going to stay here when I’m not around. You are my responsibility, no one elses, I don’t want you wandering around without me. When I am called, I will go, and I will return when I am… no longer needed,” this last part was said with a hint of disgust, it was obvious that Seto knew what he would be involved in. Or thought he would be involved in, anyway.
Mokuba picked up on Seto’s grim tone. “Don’t do anything you don’t want to.”
“If only it were that easy, I would. But I am little more than a servant now. I do not have any say in what I do.”
“Don’t say that. You are not a servant, you will never be one.”
“Mokuba. Please understand what I’m telling you. I am at the mercy of the Empress now,” here he flinched, “her will, be done.”
Mokuba’s eyes grew wide with sadness, tears threatening to spill forth. But he kept them back and took Seto’s hand. Seto said nothing, simply giving his brother’s hand a squeeze.
Mokuba closed his eyes, whispering silently in his mind.
This will work out. It just has to. I’ll make it work out.
End Chapter Two
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