A Vistior to the Palace
A/N) A little Author's note before we begin. I will tell you now, I use the English version of the names and events. Except for the Millennium Necklace it is now the Millennium Tauk . Japanese name for that one. It is so much cooler then the English.
Also I am trying to stay as close to cannon as I can, though it really isn't that possible as cannon itself seems to contradict itself at times. I also will not repeat most of the scenes you see in the anime. You have already seen them, I don't need to add them. Except for Seto's promotion to priest. I add that.
Next I'm only putting a Disclaimer here. I Do Not Own Yugioh.
Last Enjoy! I worked Really hard on this. ^_^
A Visitor to the Palace
"Mahad are you ready to go." Mahad heard his mother call from downstairs.
"Yes Mother I will be right down." The young boy called after her. He ran down the stairs two at a time, it wasn't common for him to be this exited. He was usually very calm, but who could blame him. He was going to see the Pharaoh of Egypt himself.
"Mahad, be careful." His mother laughed after he almost tripped on the last step. "Now remember you must be very respectful." She had told him that before but he understood why she reminded him so often. He was going to see the Pharaoh, the most respected man in Egypt. It was such an honor to have received an invitation to the palace that his mother could not contain her joy and pride when she read the invitation that had the Pharaoh's own signature on it.
"And do not forget to bow." His mother reminded him again.
"How could I forget, Mother?" He responded with a smile as she gleamed with pride.
"Oh, am I pestering you again." Usually she did not mind pestering him, but she had been doing it so much lately she was worried it would hurt their relationship.
"It is alright Mother, I understand it is not every day your son receives an invitation to see the King of Egypt." He could see the pride in her eyes as he said that. It made him feel good that his mother was so proud of him. He had never seen her this proud. Not even when he did what was thought to be impossible. He completed all of his magician training, which usually does not happen until one is at least eighteen summers old. What was so special about this achievement was that he was only eight summers. He did it ten summers before he was expected to. This is the reason he was invited to the palace.
"My son, invited to the palace by the Pharaoh himself." She was talking to herself now. "If only your father was here." her mood turned sour for a moment but she quickly forgot it as they saw two men on horses coming towards us.
"We are here to escort you to the palace." One of the men told them. "Please come with us." They climbed onto the horses and rode with them to the palace.
They rode in silence the the whole way. Mahad was in a state of awe he could not believe what was happening to him. Here he was a simple middle class child with not even a father, and he was about to enter the palace. He was sure his mother felt the same way. His shock was bad enough but it became even worse when the palace came into view. He didn't notice when his mouth fell open at the sight of it. It was huge. He had never seen anything even half that big in his entire life. He continued to stare at the magnificent building until he heard a chuckle from beside him and he looked over to see one of their escorts laughing at him and his mother. She had been staring as well. His mother blushed and looked to the ground.
"Do not worry, we get that kind of a reaction all the time." The guard that spoke earlier told them while the other one rode just a little in front of them and told the men at the gates to open them.
"Welcome to the palace." They spoke in unison as the gates opened to reveal a building much more spectacular than the one they had just seen.
"We regret to inform you that your audience with the Pharaoh has been delayed." One of the guards told Mahad and his mother when they had reached the room that they would stay in for the next few days
"What?" his mother questioned
"The Pharaoh is quite busy today he has rescheduled your meeting until tomorrow. We apologize for any inconvenience."
"Oh that is alright. We can stay as long as you need." She smiled at the thought of staying in the palace longer than was expected.
"We figured you would not be that upset." One of the more relaxed guards told her with a wink and then they went to leave.
"Wait." Mahad called after them, and one of them stopped and looked at him. "Are we allowed to leave the room."
The guard laughed, "Yes, of course, but you must not leave the area and do not bother any of the other people that are working here. If you like I can give you a tour of the palace."
"That sounds great." His mother answered for him. The solder nodded and left. They turned back to their room.
The room was huge of course. Everything in the palace was huge. Even the stone pots that decorated the halls were big enough to fit a small person in. They were sharing a room but they didn't mind, the room was so big that it didn't even matter. There were two (huge) beds. This Mahad was grateful for, he loved his mother but he was too old to share a bed with her, not that he would have complained if there was only one bed. There was also a (huge) window overlooking the palace wall. He was high enough that he could see over the (huge) wall and into the town that was just outside the palace grounds. If he used magic he was sure he could see his house from here.
His mother sat on one of the beds, apparently the one she had claimed as her own. Then to his surprise she began to bounce on it. Some times he could swear he was older than her, mentally at least. She looked at him, "You have to feel these beds Mahad, It is like sitting on a cloud." He raised his eyebrow at the word cloud.
"How could you possibly know what a cloud feels like mother." He teased.
"You know what I mean, Mahad." He laughed and walked over to his bed and sat down as well. He knew what she meant, the bed was much more comfortable than the one he had at home, but he would not tell her that, it was kind of childish but he felt as if he told her she was right than she had won the argument. He really didn't like losing so he just stared out their window.
A/N) W0000T Go Mahad. ^_^ Hope you enjoyed so far. See you next time.