The girl had no other choice, she just kept walking, over and over, doing what Goza wanted her to do. In the meantime she had been a little scared because he got a little on her skin if she didn't go fast enough. Even if they had taken the hidden entrance, they were quickly in the normal corridors, where everyone was getting ready to celebrate the big event one day later. Tomorrow, the time would come and the prince would be crowned Pharaoh.
She had been afraid of what such a youth would do to her, but she didn't let it show. As always, she stayed calm and did what she was told. The hope of ever living like a normal person and being treated like one had already disappeared and nothing was as it was before.
Before ... then she was a little happy. Her childhood had not gone so well, but she knew that there was someone who loved her, her foster mother. She had always been so friendly and had helped her, even protected her, but this one couldn't be everywhere either. So it happened that one day the white-haired had to go shopping in the village and never came back because they chased a group of people out of the village, she had never seen an old woman again, she wasn't even sure whether she was still at all was alive.
"Go faster," said Goza, a little angry. It couldn't go on like this, they had to go faster, otherwise there was a great danger that the Pharaoh would hit the girl.
Furthermore, she had been silent, until now she had never spoken, because of the slave trader. She wanted peace and quiet, and one could make enemies with words, enemies she didn't need. Her pace increased a little as he wanted it to and she walked faster.
"Stand still," said Goza, holding her tight. Together with her and Shimazu he stood in front of a door that belonged to the high priest Akuandin.The white-haired one was supposed to stay here for the time being, the priest knew about it or would soon get in touch with everything. "In there," he hissed and pushed her in. Then he closed the door and turned to his henchman. With this he then started slowly.
"What happens now?" The henchman wanted to know.
"We're looking for Akunadin, either he's in the library or he's on the training range, I assume he's there," said Goza. Yes, that was Akunadin, he did his duties and that included training the soldiers and using them to defend the country.
The white-haired one, on the other hand, was always standing around the room, she didn't know what to do or what to do. Going out was forbidden, she had realized that after being so urged to go into the room and hurry. Slowly she no longer supported her legs and she let herself slide down the floor. Just sitting, it was better than standing all the time and she almost always did. It had always been the same story for days. Get up in the morning after a short sleep, have a small breakfast, then finally come to the market and be exhibited as an object. If you weren't sold you would come back, have a small dinner and be locked in the room again. It went like this again and again and the girl became weaker as a result, all of her strength that kept her alive was almost used up. She couldn't go on, just wanted to lie down and sleep until this nightmare was over.
Slowly she let her head fall to the floor, not too loud, but not painful either. She just lay there, just sleeping, closing her eyes for a moment, shot through her head, but she wasn't allowed to. She listened and again and again when she heard someone approaching the room, she startled up and looked at the door.However, no one ever came, she stayed alone in the room, but she had so much hoped that she would see this Akunadin, the person the two talked about on the way from the village to the palace.

"I knew I would meet you here," said Goza and looked at Akunadin. He had a little grin on his lips, which one could assume that it was only artificial and not meant that way. Nobody in the palace could imagine that Goza could smile or grin at all.
"How far are you?", Akunadin wanted to know and looked at him.
"I did what you wanted. The girl has white hair, light skin and light blue eyes, and the residents avoid her and look at her with hateful looks," said Goza about the white-haired girl. "Why did you want me to bring such a girl here?" He wanted to know. It had been clear to him that the two wanted to put Seth on the throne as the new Pharaoh, but he didn't know what role the girl played there.
"Well," began Akunadin. Then he looked around, he had to make sure there was no one here to hear the two. And even if nobody was there, he whispered to be on the safe side. "That's really easy. Atemu won't hurt the girl's hair and won't keep her as a slave, he'll make her a servant, maybe a dancer and she'll live normally at court. Then you come into play and you will be in the." Dorf tell about it, the population will of course be against such a girl in the palace, after all they hate her and we stir up this hatred. Everything will degenerate into a riot and that's where my son comes in Drive or even kill land and then he will be crowned Pharaoh because the people will be disappointed with Atemu ", Akunadin explained and looked at Goza, who agreed with a nod.
Now he too had understood what the whole thing was about the slave girl and what she had been useful for."That will make the Pharaoh go down in history," grinned Goza. It had been clear to him that Atemu was the only pharaoh whose empire had collapsed because of a slave and that his term of office would only last one, at most two days, they would take care of that.
"We'll see. The prince is not stupid ... we have to be very careful and wise, otherwise he'll figure it out and that would make our beautiful plan history," said Akunadin and looked at him.
"Tell me where is the girl?"
"I brought them into your room, all the priests know that you are not in your room all day, that's why I found this place to be the best," said Goza.
"Well, she can stay there," Akunadin nodded and pushed his hair behind his ear. There was a grin on his lips.

"It doesn't exist," Seth muttered angrily. He had been in the library with the apprentice magician Mana, working on scrolls while she practiced.
"What happened?" The girl wanted to know. She had been friends with the Pharaoh for a long time, but also with Seth, because he was often with Atemu. Over time, however, that changed and Seth went his own way when it came to his duties as a priest and yet Mana tried to be with him as often as possible. Just like today. She had to practice and in the evening show Mahado how good she could do magic. Only then would she be allowed to perform some magic tricks with the magician at the coronation ceremony the next day.
"The drawings of the interfaces do not match. They are different," muttered the priest, still looking at the rolls. "The draftsman made a mistake," he sighed. And if it was a mistake, he could pay for it again.
"That doesn't sound good. Can't you find the draftsman and fix the mistake with it?" She asked and put her wand on the floor. She looked thoughtfully at the priest, she was really sorry, but she didn't know how to help."I'll have to do that ... but if it doesn't go that easy, I'll have to push the limits myself and finally correct the drawings myself," he said and stood up. He had to talk to Akunadin and clarify everything with him.
"Wait, I have an idea," Mana grinned a little. She was a sorcerer's apprentice and might be able to coordinate the cards. "Let me do that, I can do magic, then we'll have your problem solved quickly," she said happily and picked up her baton again.
Before Seth could even say yes, she pointed it at the two scrolls and concentrated. But nothing happened, absolutely nothing. Everything stayed as it was. Sighing, Mana sank to the floor. "I'm sorry," she mumbled softly and looked at the priest.
"You don't have to be sorry ... I'll go to Akunadin and see what we can do there. And you, just keep practicing, then you'll get better," Seth said encouragingly. He knew that Mana was ashamed that she couldn't do it, and he suffered with her. He too wished that it would work, on the one hand because it meant less work for him and on the other hand because she made an effort and should have been rewarded for it.
"Try to make him so you don't have to leave," Mana called after him. She had regained courage and did not want to give up. Her goal was to show everything possible at the celebration together with Mahado and thus to reap a little fame.
Smiling, the priest walked out of the library, just straight out until he came to Akunadin's room. There he stopped for the first time and then knocked.
But there was no answer and yet the priest had heard something. Someone was in the room, he had also been sure that it wasn't Akunadin, because he would answer the door immediately or call out that you could get in. No matter who was in there, the priest would show them what it meant to get into a high priest's room.Seth was also thinking that it was an intruder, someone who wanted to cause trouble the next day at the ceremony. The priest took out his sword slowly, the intruder had to be caught, no matter how.
"Who are you and what do you want here", with these words the young priest stormed into the room and saw the white-haired girl. A girl, it crossed his mind. Akunadin had kept a girl in his room.
Startled, she jumped up and backed away. It had been clear that she was afraid and yet she hadn't screamed in shock. On the outside she was calm, but inside it looked very different.
"Forgive me ... I did not know that Master Akunadin had a woman visiting", he mumbled softly and put the sword back into the sheath that hung on his hip. Now he went fully into the room and closed the door again. If she was in here, he knew the priest didn't want the others to know.
"I didn't mean to scare you," said the priest, but no matter what he said or did, she