There was an unmistakable feeling of foreboding that had settled over the Pharaoh like a shadow. An early warning of some kind that he just couldn't place. And that it seemed Isis didn't know either after he'd consulted her to use her Millennium Necklace.
Had he any doubts of their loyalty to him or Kemet he'd have had Mahad and Mana questioned too. With as strangely as they were behaving.. Keeping him away from a certain wing of the palace or seeming to jide something in one of the secret escape tunnels.
But he could trust them and he was always distracted shortly after by his Yugi and for a short time, that foreboding feeling vanished. Though the prince seemed to like teasing and playing keep away with him a few times. A reminder of their first game.
Now the king sighed to himself as he returned to his room, hoping to find his prince already there. However upon seeing him this time, the bad feeling got worse instead of better. Bad enough that he was moving without thinking to.
He rushed over and possessively entwined his arms around the slender hips of his love. Only then did the feeling fade again and the Pharaoh was left blinking through his confusion of his own actions. Even more confusion when he realized his heart raced in his chest.
"Yugi love.. I can not shake the feeling that something is amiss," he finally confessed.
To say the fae prince was tired was an understatement. Not that he needed encouragement to distract and dote on his beloved Pharaoh, but all the events over the course of the last few days… Of redirecting attention and playing buffer, of making sure things stayed as normal as possible when there was magic playing tricks…
Not to mention the emotional ups and downs that had occurred. His heart felt… Heavy. Over things he had learned, or rather pieced together. But not for himself. No, for the man who held his heart. And yet, he also felt a sort of release. Knowing that, no matter how unknown the future may be, how different it may be, they at least will always find each other.
And now, now he could take a moment to breathe, laid out against the soft pillows and cushions and rest a little. The dangers were over, at least for the time being. Though it was only for a little while before he felt the Pharaoh drawing near, a sort of heat that spread over his skin as his eyes slid open to smile upon the man's entry…
Only to blink when he was suddenly pulled tightly against broad chest, he could feel that heart practically skipping beats. Without hesitation, his arms went around him, fingers sliding soothingly through wild hair as his wings fluttered softly. "Amiss?" He questioned softly, pressing soft kisses to his neck and shoulder. "What is it you feel is out of place?"
Yugi had an inkling, but sometimes he knew it best to let Atem puzzle things out himself.
