you anymore," she hissed. Then she turned and just started walking into the building.

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"Kisara ...", Seth repeated the name of the girl who stood across from him. His hand was still on her cheek. "You have a beautiful name," added the priest. And he was right, her name was extraordinary and beautiful.
"It's my name," the girl muttered softly, turning at his touch. He could tell that she didn't like being touched by him like that, even if it wasn't bad.
"Hmmm?" He muttered, eyeing the girl.He noticed straight away that she was a little skinny and that she didn't have to have much to eat. "Wait here," he then ordered in a very friendly manner and left the room. He should have gone to Akunadin and talked to him about her, but now he didn't care. The girl was weak and she urgently needed something to eat.
The priest quickly went to the pantry, where he immediately met his little friend.
"Mana ... maybe you scared me," he said, mumbling softly and took some things on a wooden tray.
"That wasn't on purpose, have you already spoken to Akunadin?" She asked.
"No, he wasn't in the room, so I met someone else there and bring the food. Shouldn't you be practicing?" Partly worried that she wouldn't be able to master the tricks in time, but also partly thoughtful because he didn't want to gossip about the girl.
"Like you, I'll take a little break for lunch. Even I can treat myself to that," she grinned a little. "Akunadin has a visitor? Who is it?" As always, Mana was immediately curious, especially the day before the ceremony. She was not allowed to go to Atemu, he was busy with other things, but this did not prevent her from dealing with Seth and spending her day with him, even if she was supposed to be practicing.
"You are not at all curious," said the priest and looked at her. He was aware that she only asked because she suspected that everything revolved around the Pharaoh, but since Seth didn't know anymore, he couldn't tell her much either. "I'm sorry, I just met her and she's pretty closed, I can't tell you anymore," he said.
"Then I'll come with you and ask her," suggested the sorcerer's apprentice.
"That's not a good idea, I only got her to tell me her name after I had been in the room for a while.Let me do that and don't worry, "he teased her and finally walked past her.
"Seth ...", she called his name and threw an apple at him, which he cleverly avoided. Grinning a little, the priest went back into the room. The girl was now back on the floor, her legs drawn to her and she was frightened.
"Has anyone been here while I was away?" He asked, closing the door behind him. The only answer he got was a shake of his head. Apparently the girl had been quiet again, as before. The priest hung his head and finally sat down next to her on the cold floor. "I brought you something to eat, take it here," he said softly and handed it to her.
At first Kisara hesitated, but then, when she saw the fresh food from the Pharaoh's pantry, it changed. She slowly began to eat this while Seth eyed her sideways. This made the girl a little uncomfortable and she kept glancing at the high priest. When she was finished, she put all the leftovers in front of her and continued to be silent, but not for long. Then the water was on, she hastily drank it out of the cup.
"Thanks ..." she mumbled softly, staring at her legs. She had gained a little trust in him, which was more because he was starting to treat her like a normal person. He fed her when he realized she was hungry and not all people would do that.
"If you want something else, if you are still hungry, tell me, I'll get you something again," said the priest.
"I'm not hungry anymore," said the white-haired woman softly. You could tell that she wasn't used to talking a lot and preferred to say less.
"Are you going to tell me what you are doing here?" He wanted to know. Not that he was curious, it was just the fact that Akunadin had a young girl in his room, a person he didn't know about and yet felt he knew.It had been weird, but she looked so familiar, her hair, her eyes, everything was so familiar.
"I ... I don't know ... I was in the market ... then ... I was ... bought," she stammered a little. Usually she didn't, but when she was a little excited, like here, and had the feeling that it was wrong to say where she came from or how she came from, she started to stutter.
"Shh ... take it easy. So you went to the market and then you were bought? Are you a slave?" He asked her openly and got a nod in response. "Hmmm," muttered the priest. He hadn't had much to do with slaves before, he always avoided them and tried not to be near one, but now it changed. "Are you here about Akunadin?"
"No ...", she mumbled now also softly. Then, she looked at him briefly, but immediately turned her face away again. She was aware that he was not Pharaoh Atemu and so she was not the gift to this priest. She had been excited, but also nervous, to see Pharaoh.
"What are you doing in his room then?" Seth wanted to know.
"My master was told that I ... that I would go to Pharaoh," Kisara said softly, looking down at the floor again. She was ashamed to say that, she was ashamed that she was treated like a piece of dirt and was actually interchangeable.
"You're not happy with it, are you?" He asked another question. Slowly you could think it was just an interrogation of what was between the two of them. "Is it so terrible that you have to be here or rather because you are not a slave?"
"I ...", she felt like an open book that one of the priests at the palace could read. She was afraid, very afraid, that he would soon find out about her secret and condemn her for it. "I broke down in the desert ... after that at the slave dealer and I've been a slave ever since," said Kisara.Even if she tried to keep it quiet, it wouldn't work. The way she judged the priest, she had known that sooner or later he would find out, so there was no disadvantage in saying it now.
"Then I will talk to Akunadin about why you are here if all this happened against your will," said the priest and stood up.
"No ... please stop, I've got used to this life, I don't have anything else", the girl interjected. Under no circumstances did she want anyone to complain on her behalf, she just couldn't let that happen.
"But Kisara ... you don't do that because it is your goal in life, it is wrong in your eyes too, isn't it?" He asked. Thoughtfully he looked at the girl and it occurred to him that something was wrong with the girl. "Why were you in the desert?" He asked.
"I'm looking for someone, a boy, he saved my life ten years ago, I'm grateful to him and want to show my appreciation and do everything for him, whatever he may ask. Because of me, his village burned down at that time and that only, because he freed me from the hands of bandits, "said the white-haired woman with tears. She had never forgotten that day, it had been her lifesaver and he had lost a lot for it, now she looked for him for a long time and wanted to say thank you.
"You ...", it almost seemed as if Seth's throat was going to constrict, he could no longer think clearly. And with that his memories came back.

On that day, the now-become priest, rode his horse around a bit and was on his way home to his mother again. He had spent the whole day exercising and riding a little, now the night had passed and he had to return home.
"HELP," came a girl's scream. She was trapped and was still trying to fight back, even if the men wouldn't let it go."Ha? Somebody's in danger," Seth said to himself and looked around.
"The girl was just causing trouble since we captured her," said one of the bandits to his friend and helper in the whole thing.
"Yes, we should have driven them out of town," grinned the other.
"A good idea, men. We're not going to capture anyone in the next village," laughed one of the men. From the way he spoke, it could be assumed that he had been the leader and was in charge. But Seth didn't care. A person was in danger and he had to help. Immediately he snuck up to the cage.
"What are you doing there?" Asked a tender but frightened voice.
"Shh ... I'll free you, let's go," said Seth and helped Kisara out of the car where she was sitting.
"Hey what are you guys thinking of", one of the men shouted when he saw it.
"Come on," said Seth, fighting with the men.
"Go chase them, otherwise the little ones will escape us quickly," said the man.
"To see anyone?" Asked Seth, who was now sitting on his horse with Kisara.
"No, they are gone," said Kisara.
"Then my work is done here. Ride the horse quickly to the next town, trust me, the people there will definitely help you. Ride all night if you have to," replied the boy and jumped off the horse.
"But what about you?", Kisara wanted to know.
"Come on," he said, looking at her.
"Who are you?" Asked the white-haired one.
"Seth," he answered her.
"Goodbye Seth and thank you very much. One day I will retaliate", Kisara called to him and disappeared on the horse.
"No, my village. Those bandits must have done that. They will pay for it," Seth shouted and ran to the burning village.
"Who do you think you are, actually," he shouted.
"The whole country here is ours. We're just getting it back," he was replied.
"That's enough, get off your feet, you have no business here," said Seth.
"Look at the boy who freed our prisoners," said one of the men."Tell us where she is right now," said another and grabbed Seth.
"Leave me alone," "Seth yelled and freed himself.
"Come back little one," called another.
"What's that supposed to do? Take your dirty paws away from there. NEEEEEEEEIN", Seth yelled.
"Stop it. Why are you doing that? My home," said the boy and watched the evil while he couldn't do anything.
At that moment, a beast roared in the sky
"What kind of thing is that? A monster, runs for your life", the people shouted and