CFHL Snip2
“Son, pick the one you wish to have,” the pharaoh tells the prince who glances at his father then nods in respect.
The Egyptian prince gazes over the five slaves carefully stopping on the duplicate of himself giving a small smile as the cherubic looking slave whimpers in fear only to open his eyes hearing the words, “I’ll take him father. I believe Mariku and Bakura will like the other two,” The Pharaoh’s son answers pointing to the fair skin boy with the soft brown eyes then the platinum blond glaring and hissing at the young teen.
“What about you priest in training?” the pharaoh ask raising a brow looking at the brunette who glances at the remaining two carefully.
“The girl can help Isis while that black muddy one I’ll take,” The priest in training replies.
Jono snarls out, “Who are you calling black muddy one, jerk?!”
“I am,” The brunette replies giving the raven hair boy a dark look. “You should learn to respect those higher than you. Tell me your name.”
Jono keeps his mouth quit and glares in another direction not wanting to answer only to earn a hum of interest from the priest in training.
“Interesting, The slightly older boy murmurs to himself then says out loud, “I’m Se-“
“BOY WAKE UP!”
A shout from an angry man stirs a blond teen from his slumber and the dream he been having for the past couple of months that always ends up to be stop before he learn who the brunette is. Joey breathes heard sitting up in bed thinking of the names he learn this time, Jono, Kisara Mariku, and Bakura besides the prince that reminds him of Yami even more so. At least this time he could see the faces especially the priest boy who seems so much like someone he supposed to know but who is he? He shakes his head figuring now isn’t the time to dwell upon it.
The Egyptian prince gazes over the five slaves carefully stopping on the duplicate of himself giving a small smile as the cherubic looking slave whimpers in fear only to open his eyes hearing the words, “I’ll take him father. I believe Mariku and Bakura will like the other two,” The Pharaoh’s son answers pointing to the fair skin boy with the soft brown eyes then the platinum blond glaring and hissing at the young teen.
“What about you priest in training?” the pharaoh ask raising a brow looking at the brunette who glances at the remaining two carefully.
“The girl can help Isis while that black muddy one I’ll take,” The priest in training replies.
Jono snarls out, “Who are you calling black muddy one, jerk?!”
“I am,” The brunette replies giving the raven hair boy a dark look. “You should learn to respect those higher than you. Tell me your name.”
Jono keeps his mouth quit and glares in another direction not wanting to answer only to earn a hum of interest from the priest in training.
“Interesting, The slightly older boy murmurs to himself then says out loud, “I’m Se-“
“BOY WAKE UP!”
A shout from an angry man stirs a blond teen from his slumber and the dream he been having for the past couple of months that always ends up to be stop before he learn who the brunette is. Joey breathes heard sitting up in bed thinking of the names he learn this time, Jono, Kisara Mariku, and Bakura besides the prince that reminds him of Yami even more so. At least this time he could see the faces especially the priest boy who seems so much like someone he supposed to know but who is he? He shakes his head figuring now isn’t the time to dwell upon it.