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Chapter One- Successor
It was another beautiful day at the seaside town. The sky was blue with wispy white clouds, the temperature was warm but comfortable, and the ocean was calm and peaceful. A tanned young man stood at the shoreline, his brown eyes focused on some rocks nearby. His lips moved as he softly chanted. The two rocks he focused on wiggled, rocked side to side, and then rose into the air. They floated there until the young man felt his ability to keep them up falter and then he lowered them back into place.
Mahad panted slightly as he wiped sweat from his forehead. He had studied that spell for days, getting the order of the words right and the pronunciation. He was glad when his hard work paid off. He looked at the rocks, he didn’t really see them as he was lost in thought. I wonder…I’m lighter than those rocks. Could I use my powers on myself? I never considered that possibility before. I think I should devote my studies to spells I can practice on myself. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, focused on himself, and chanted. He slowly opened his eyes and looked down to see himself floating above the ground! He smiled in satisfaction as he lowered himself down. It worked! This is great. Is it possible that my magic is getting stronger? Oh, I hope so. I wish to become a royal sorcerer one day. Thrilled at his success, Mahad rushed home to pore over his books.
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Atem opened his eyes to filtered, weak sunlight. Seems it will be a beautiful day. He sat up and stretched before getting up, putting on his crown, and left the room, his half-blue, half-purple tail leaving a stream of bubbles in his wake.
“Good morning, pharaoh,” one of his advisors, Seto, greeted as Atem entered. Seto’s blue tail gleamed; he had polished his scales this morning. Seto deported himself with utter confidence and treated Atem with enormous respect.
“Good morning, pharaoh,” echoed his other advisor, Isis.
“Good morning,” Atem replied as he took his place. “Anything that needs our attention?”
“None was reported,” Isis said.
“I see. Then, let us swim among the citizens and ask about their concerns.” Atem rose and headed out the door with his advisors. Atem was different than previous pharaohs; for one thing, he had a tendency to move among his people and hear their concerns with his own ears. Sometimes, Atem settled any disputes that arose during his swim.
Another thing that made Atem different was his somewhat secret fascination with humans. Seto and Isis were the only ones who knew about Atem’s interest, but were not sure why he was fascinated by humans. Truthfully, even Atem wasn’t sure. Humans simply fascinated him- period. He liked to watch them sail overhead on their huge ships or explore shipwrecks where he examined objects he found on board, some of which had uses at which he could only guess.
“Pharaoh, good morning,” greeted, Shada, a basket vendor.
“Good morning.” He spied concern in the merman’s eyes. “Something is troubling you. What is it?”
“I was gathering supplies,” Shada answered, pointing off to the open waters. “And I spied fishing nets being dropped off the side of a ship. I am concerned that they may eventually drop nets above the kingdom.”
Atem’s brow furrowed. Humans had been dropping nets into the sea for a long time ever since his grandfather had been pharaoh. He had been the one who told the kingdom what nets were and what they were doing as well as assurances that nets could never reach their underwater home. Atem had seen drawings of nets since he was a boy but never seen one for real; the shipwrecks he explored didn’t have any nets on them. “Shada,” he said at lat. “Let me assure you that the nets will never reach us much less settle above the kingdom. I advise caution when next you gather supplies.”
“Thank you, pharaoh. I will take your advice.”
Atem nodded as he swam on, his advisors behind him. Isis twitched her pale white and green fins so that she was next to her pharaoh. “My pharaoh, what should we do if nets are appearing in the waters around our home?”
“If I recall my lessons, these nets do not remain where they drop. However, the guards should carry sharpened stones to cut the nets and distribute them to the citizens as well, so if anyone runs into one, they’ll be able to easily get loose.”
“Yes, naturally.” Seto swam up on the other side. “Pharaoh, you are at the age where you will need to name a successor should something happen to you or you decide to move aside.”
“Yes. I should choose one but suppose I marry and have children? The one I choose may feel put out that he or she will never rule then.”
“Surely your successor would understand that he or she is not guaranteed the throne, that he or she is only a replacement in the event that something happens to you and can take over easily.”
“Well said, Seto. It is that view that convinces me that you would be the best merman for the position.”
“Me, pharaoh? You want me to be your successor?”
“Yes. You understand our laws and tradition almost as well as I do. I cannot think of anyone else more suited than you.”
Seto looked to see Isis nodding. “I agree. Congratulations, Seto.”
Seto looked back at Atem and bowed his head. “I am honored, my pharaoh. I accept.”
“Good.” The trio reached the edge of the kingdom and the open waters beckoned to the young pharaoh. “Seto, Isis. I would like to be alone now. I will pick up any sharp stones I find to give the guards.”
“As you wish,” Isis said. “We too will look for stones around the kingdom.”
Atem nodded as he headed out of the kingdom. He felt free in the open waters and did a couple of corkscrews. It wasn’t easy being pharaoh and at times, it was boring. The running of an underwater kingdom seemed so easy and simple that Atem needed to find things to do to occupy his time. He took to solo swims where he would explore nearby shipwrecks; something that was frowned upon by other merpeople but Atem couldn’t help it. He found the construction of such vessels intriguing, wondering how humans built them and how they could float on water despite their size, the people, and the treasure they carried.
The treasures to Atem wouldn’t be seen as such to humans or merpeople. Most of the items were ones a person would see on a ship and not think anything of them, but to Atem each one was a marvel. Many was the time, Atem would sit for hours examining a single object, trying to understand its purpose. He had come across a cloth pouch once; much like their seaweed ones but seemed sturdier. He had left it in the shipwreck closest to the kingdom and it was here he went to retrieve it so he would have something to hold any stones he found.
He swam in through a porthole and gazed around the room. The treasures of the ship were stored here. He had sought help from some of the creatures of the sea to pull the heavier pieces into the room. This wreck was his favorite one but knew there had to be others wrecks in the sea and had already planned an excursion he would embark on in a couple of days. An excellent time for Seto to practice ruling in my place. My trip will start at the docks at least a day away. I hope to glimpse actual humans. I have heard stories about them. They say humans are like merpeople only with a pair of limbs called legs instead of tails. I’d like to see what these legs look like.
Atem snatched up his pouch, exited the ship, and began scouring the floor. He found several stones that had sharp points or jagged edges. He even broke off some stiff reeds, thinking that maybe they could attach stones to them somehow. Once his pouch was half-filled, he was certain he had collected enough to start with and started home. He thought eagerly of his trip again. He planned to seek out other wrecks and collect any small items he found and take them home with him and place them in his favorite shipwreck. He sighed dreamily. He could hardly wait for his trip.
Chapter Two- Fallen Hard
Gasps and claps sounded as Mahad levitated a heavy load of hay off a cart and beside a horse trough. Mahad had studied spells to practice on himself but hadn’t used them yet. He was content on practicing his levitation spell to strengthen it. This latest application was his first public use and it was clear that his small audience was impressed with his skill.
“Young man,” one woman said. “Keep up your studies and you could become a royal sorcerer.”
“Thank you madam.” Mahad beamed as the crowd dispersed and the owner he helped began forking hay into the trough and storing the rest. He had been a bit worried that his display of magic would be received negatively. But, instead of fear, there was awe and impressed expressions. Everyone knew magic existed but not many possessed the ability. The thing was most sorcerers used their powers for personal gain, torment, or destruction, proving the saying that power corrupts was true. Mahad, however, was determined to prove that not all sorcerers were corrupt or evil.
He strode along the docks, watching sailors load ships that would soon set sail before moving on to the shoreline. He discarded his shirt and shoes before wading into the water. The three days of study had yielded some interesting spells. He decided to try a spell that would allow him to breathe underwater. The spell would remain in effect until his head broke the surface which was perfect. I’ll be able to swim down to incredible depths. Who knows what I’ll see.
He exhaled slowly before putting a hand to his chest and chanting the spell carefully. He felt his magic wash over him and then gasped as he tried to breathe, but it felt as if his throat had closed up. His hands went to his throat, his eyes wide with panic. I can’t breathe! The water! I need to get under the water. Mahad desperately threw himself into deeper water and under its surface and his throat immediately opened up. He took deep breaths and his panic and pounding heart subsided. He shook his head; he had no idea that would happen. Next time, I’ll take a breath, go under, and chant. That should work.
Now that he could breathe, he looked around for the first time. Thus far, all he saw was empty waters. Mahad swam down, hoping to see something. He kept looking around as he swam down. Just then, a school of fish quickly swam by. He turned to follow their progress and smiled at being this close to fish that weren’t in nets. He continued to head down a little more and saw some amazing sea life far below. He stared in amazement. This is astonishing. The sea is like another world and I love it. I wouldn’t be able to see this if I didn’t know magic. This spell is wonderful and I will certainly use it often. I think I’ll head up and practice other spells. I studied one that will give me wings. He smiled at the thought of flying.
A quick flash of colors went by overhead, drawing his attention. His mouth dropped at a gorgeous and astonishing sight. A young man with purple eyes and spiky tri-colored hair went by, a fishtail where his legs should be. It started out blue at the waist and faded to purple at the mid-point. His fins were purple with a horizontal blue stripe each one. Mahad felt as if he had fallen head over heels in love for this…merman. His astonishment came from the fact that merpeople were real. He had heard sailors tell tales of seeing people who were half-fish, but he wasn’t sure if the stories were true. But now I do and that merman is so handsome. Mahad swam in the direction the merman had gone, missing a white-tailed merman go by overhead.
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Atem swam quickly through the water, his guard hard-pressed to keep up. Seto and Isis had insisted he have someone to keep him safe on his trip. Atem silently disagreed. He could take care of himself and he was usually careful. He couldn’t reason out of having a guard so his solo trip was no longer solo. The guard was armed with a long stone that had been sharpened to a sharp point and hung from a thick seaweed holster that was attached to a thick seaweed belt around his waist.
Atem was surprised to find the docks weren’t too far from his kingdom; more like half a day away than a whole day. He could see the upper bodies of humans moving about and he paused under the water to watch them. He had never seen humans this close before and he noticed that they didn’t look too different from merpeople…until he moved near a gangplank. He slowly surfaced under a dock and gaped at the two limbs they had in place of a tail. Those must be the legs I’ve heard about. Amazing. They’re attached so naturally to them the way our tails are naturally attached to us.
His eyes slid from the humans to the ship they were boarding. So this is what an un-wrecked ship looks like. It’s magnificent, so majestic. I still have no idea how it stays afloat…but maybe I will if I follow it. His tail swished excitedly at the idea.
The guard swam up under the surface and saw the pharaoh’s upper body above the water. Frowning, he reached up, seized Atem’s hand, and pulled the young merman back under. “My pharaoh, please be careful. We cannot be seen by humans.”
“I am usually careful,” Atem said, pulling his hand out of the guard’s.
“Pharaoh, I was made aware of your interest in humans, but it is imperative that our existence remain secret from humans. If they learned of us-,”
“They would attempt to capture us, study us, and put us on display,” Atem interjected. “I know the need for us to remain safe. I just wanted to see these legs the stories mentioned. Plus how a ship floats on the water and not sink despite its size and weight.”
The guard looked up at the vessel. “That is a curiosity,” he said slowly. He watched as the ship started out across the ocean. “Fascinating,” he murmured, finding himself understanding Atem’s interest. “I suppose we could follow it for a little bit, pharaoh. Pharaoh?” He looked around and saw no one. He inwardly cursed. He had lost sight of his charge, but had a good idea where he was. He took off after the ship, unaware of Mahad floating below him.
A pharaoh, Mahad thought as he struck out after the ship as he had seen Atem headed that way. I’ve fallen for royalty and a merman on top of that. From what I just heard, he has an interest in my race, something I’m guessing is different from other merpeople. He definitely seems like someone worth knowing and, for me, loving. He kicked his legs as hard as he could toward the ship, determined to meet the pharaoh, give his name, and hopefully strike up at least a friendship. He could answer the pharaoh’s questions about humans and maybe he’ll answer Mahad’s questions about the ocean and merpeople. Of course, he’ll swear to keep their race secret. He completely understood the guard’s reason to staying out of sight of humans. He kicked furiously, wishing he knew a spell to change his legs to a tail in order to keep up with the pharaoh and the ship.
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Atem swam alongside the ship, far back away where he could see the legs as the humans moved on the ship. His eyes drank in the sight. He swam under the ship to the other side to see the other side. He felt like he was living a dream: He was seeing humans and a ship moving over the water. I wish I knew how they move their legs and about how they made those ships. Oh, I wish I could ask a human. I have so many questions. He swam to the back and saw a vertical slab of wood moving back and forth like a shark’s fin. Could this be how it moves through the water? But, what’s making it move? The ship’s not alive, so the humans must be using something to move it. The wooden fin stopped and the ship glided to a stop, too. Atem smiled. This was his chance to try to see how they got the ship’s fin to move. He started to swim around to the side to get to the front.
Suddenly, a net came over the side and Atem swam right into it. He wheeled around to head back the way he came but the entrance had closed up. He turned again and some of the net wrapped itself over his fins. He kicked his tail but the net didn’t move. He felt it rise and his eyes widened. He couldn’t leave the water! He wouldn’t be able to breathe! He gripped the net and tried to pull it apart, but it resisted his efforts. He cursed silently. He had been so confident in being careful, he had declined carrying a sharp stone and now he was in trouble.
Chapter Three- Bargain
Mahad breathed a sigh of relief as the ship stopped. He had spotted the pharaoh darting around the ship as it sailed. He truly was interested in humans. He saw him looking at the rudder before heading for the ship’s port side. He heard a cry of alarm and swam toward it to see the pharaoh in a net that was rising! He gasped; it was likely merpeople couldn’t breathe out of water, similar to the breathing spell he still had on him. Mahad frantically swam to the net and got there just as it left the water. He leaped out, grabbed the net, pulled a knife from his belt, and started cutting it. “Hang on, pharaoh,” he said to the gasping merboy whose eyes were fixed dimly on him. He cut the last piece and the pharaoh fell into the water, Mahad joining him. He surfaced to see the young king breathing again, eyes closed. Before Mahad could inquire about his well-being, a voice called, “My pharaoh!” Mahad, in a panic, softly chanted a teleport spell he had studied but had never used. He vanished and appeared on the shore by his shirt by the time Atem opened his eyes and the guard came up to him.
“Pharaoh, get down quickly,” the guard said before going down himself. Atem ducked under and the guard asked, “Are you all right?”
“I think so.”
“Wait.” The guard spotted pieces of net on Atem’s fins and pulled them off. “Pharaoh, what happened?”
“Not sure, it all happened so fast. I remember getting caught in a net…someone saved me. I remember his lovely brown eyes, tanned face, and soothing voice.” Atem sighed softly at the memory.
The guard gaped at Atem’s description. “My pharaoh, are you head over fins in love with your rescuer?”
“I believe so, but I didn’t get his name.”
“Perhaps, he’ll come back.”
“In that case, let us set up camp under a dock. If he does not come around by noon tomorrow, then we head home and send out an announcement of the incident and urge the rescuer to come forward.”
“Very well. Let us set up camp.” The guard led the way with Atem behind, daydreaming of meeting his rescuer, getting his name, thanking him for saving him, and asking to marry him. Yes, Atem decided. I am in love with him and he will be my husband.
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Mahad, shirt and shoes back on, sat on the sand, gazing at the ocean. He was in love with a merman pharaoh, but couldn’t tell him as the guard would likely chase him off. He sighed. If only I had a tail, then I could approach and talk to him, get his name. He rose, headed for home, and scoured his books for a spell to get a tail. He went to bed, disappointed, and dreamt of being a merman, meeting the pharaoh, and eventually marrying him. Little did he know that Atem was likewise dreaming of marrying his rescuer.
Mahad rose early the next morning, dressed, went to the shore, sat, and resumed gazing at the ocean. He re-lived his time breathing underwater. It was such an amazing experience. He breathed automatically and though water flowed into his mouth, only air entered his lungs. He recalled the sea life he had seen and the depths he had gone in his swim. Then, there was the pharaoh, the most handsome creature he had ever seen. There was no doubt in his mind that he was in love and desired to let him know. I could use the breathing spell and search for him. Assure the guard that I mean no harm. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do.
“Hello…Mahad, isn’t it?” a voice suddenly spoke up. Mahad startled as he looked over to see an elderly man standing nearby wearing the robes of a sorcerer. Mahad rose and bowed. “Yes. I am Mahad.”
“Greetings. I am Aknadin. I have heard that you are an aspiring sorcerer. That is wonderful to hear. I would be willing to take you as my apprentice. I would love to know how many spells you have already mastered.”
“I have learned a great deal but have not practiced most of them yet.”
“Would you object if I read your mind to understand your magical knowledge?”
Aknadin was a bit surprised to hear this response. Mahad is apparently a trusting soul. He put two fingers on Mahad’s forehead and spoke a word. He quickly discerned Mahad’s knowledge to be impressive for one so young. He probed Mahad’s recent memories and learned of his love for the merman pharaoh. A grin broke out on his face. Oh, I can use this to my advantage.
He withdrew from his probe and said, “Your knowledge is impressive. Pardon my intrusion, but I learned that you are deeply in love with a merman.”
Mahad nodded, his gaze on the water again. He didn’t mind that Aknadin probed his memories; clearly he didn’t go far as his love for the pharaoh was right on top. “I want to find him and tell him. You know, I learned a spell to breathe underwater. I can use the spell to find him.”
“You could…or I could turn you into a merman.”
Mahad’s head snapped around. “You could?”
“Yes, but only for three days and I will have to insist on payment for my services.”
“Of course. How much?”
“Oh, I don’t want money. I would be willing to strike a bargain with you. Now, I will use a spell to turn you into a merman for three days. If you can get the pharaoh to kiss you before the third sunset, you will remain a merman. If he doesn’t, you’ll be human again.”
“Sounds fair so far.”
“There are some catches. I do want payment. What I want from you are your magic and your voice.”
“What?”
“Listen. If he kisses you, you will get both back right away. If he doesn’t, you’ll get back your voice, but I’ll keep your magic and I will switch bodies with you.”
“Switch? I would have your body and you would have mine?”
“Oh, yes. I would be young again and you would be an old man.” Aknadin held out a hand. “What do you say, Mahad? Do we have a deal?” He waited for Mahad’s answer and to him, it seemed the young man was hesitating. He could be thinking of refusing. I cannot allow that. I want his body and his magic. Aknadin silently cast a spell to make Mahad accept the deal.
Mahad stared at the hand, his mind racing. The bargain was insane. Trade his voice and magic for three days as a merman? And if he didn’t get kissed, he would live the rest of his life in Aknadin’s body. No, I can’t accept. I’ll stick to my original plan. He looked up to tell Aknadin no, but paused and reconsidered his decision. I can get the pharaoh to kiss me, no problem. No magic and no voice for three days? Small price to pay for a lifetime under the sea.
“All right, Aknadin. We have a deal.” He took Aknadin’s hand.
“Wise decision, my friend.” They released hands and Aknadin pointed at Mahad and chanted. Mahad gasped as light energy spiraled out of him and a glowing sphere emerged from his mouth. The energy and sphere went into Aknadin who smiled as he savored the feel of having more magic. Mahad’s was indeed powerful and he would enjoy strengthening those powers. Without his voice, Mahad will fail and I will be young again and an even more powerful sorcerer.
Mahad didn’t attempt to speak; he knew his voice and magic were gone. However, it was only temporary. It will be a long three days, but with much to see it could go quickly. Mahad then was aware that he was in a bubble and floating. He looked at Aknadin with a questioning look.
“I am going to put you to sleep as the transformation is painful, but not to worry. When you wake up, you will have a tail and be underwater.” He spoke a single word Mahad recognized as a sleep spell before he lapsed into unconsciousness.
Aknadin gazed at the young man and relished the idea of having that body in three days. He then began chanting a lengthy spell, watching Mahad. His clothes vanished as the bones in his legs and feet melted away before the legs merged into a tail; royal purple that changed to white at the mid-point. His feet became a pair of white fins with a horizontal purple stripe in the middle of each one. The bubble descended into the water to deposit Mahad on the bottom.
Aknadin left the shore to start on strengthening his newly-acquired magic. Enjoy your tail and your youth, Mahad. You only have three days with both.
Chapter Four- Sea Transition
Atem stretched as he awoke, his guard still asleep. He gazed out at the open waters before him. He just couldn’t get his rescuer out of his head. He knew next to nothing about him and yet had fallen hard for him. Could he be…human? I did neglect to mention I was out of the water and no merperson can breathe or talk out of water…unless he was a warlock. Atem’s lips parted at the realization. My rescuer could be a warlock. Wow, that would be so…cool.
“Pharaoh, what’s wrong?”
Atem shook his head. “Nothing; just imaging what my rescuer could be like.”
“Well, let’s see if we can find him.”
Atem rose and the two started a systematic search of the known area. They swam back and forth through the water starting around the docks and moving down in the direction of home. They were approaching the water that gradually became dry land when Atem saw a pair of unusual colors on the sandy bottom. He swam down to it and gasped. It was a merman, fast asleep. He had short brown hair and a two-toned colored tail. It started out royal purple that gave way to white. His fins were white with a horizontal purple strip on each one. Atem kneeled by the sleeping form. He sure is good-looking. I wonder if he’s my rescuer. The guard and I haven’t found any other merpeople around here. He gently shook a shoulder. “Wake up.” The merman stirred and blinked brown eyes as they focused on Atem who felt his breath catch. Those eyes look familiar. Could it be…?
“Have we met?” He got a nod and he grew excited. “Then you’re the one who saved me! What’s your name?”
The merman’s mouth moved but no sound came out. A hand went to his throat and a crestfallen expression came to his face.
Atem, too, felt disappointed. “I’m sorry. I thought you were someone else. As you can’t speak, you can’t be my rescuer. Not that I’m not pleased to meet you,” he added quickly. “I am Pharaoh Atem.” He watched as the merman kneeled before him. “Where do you live?” Atem asked.
Mahad was tempted to lie, but when he could talk again, Atem may be upset that the brunette had lied. He pointed up in the direction of land.
Atem blinked and followed the finger. “That’s not possible. We can’t live out of the water.” He looked at Mahad. “Are you a warlock by chance?”
Warlock? Mahad thought. That must be the merpeoples’ term for sorcerer. He nodded then tapped his throat and shook his head.
Atem nodded. “Well, yes, with no voice you can’t use your powers.”
“My pharaoh, we should head home,” the guard spoke up.
“Of course.” He looked at Mahad. “Would you like to come with us? You will be my guest until your voice returns.”
Mahad bowed his head before rising and following behind the two mermen, his eyes on Atem. How lucky am I? he wondered. The pharaoh found me and I learned his name. He even invited me to stay with him. He looked back at the tail that moved up and down easily behind him. This is amazing. I’m actually a merman. And the colors are cool. They really suit me. I hope Atem falls for me and kisses me. I would love to stay a merman.
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Mahad stared at the small city laid out below him and the gleaming castle that loomed in the distance. It was larger than his town and couldn’t imagine how busy it must be to rule over it. He followed his guides through the marketplace and looked around discreetly. All around him were merpeople, some with single color tails others with two colors like him. He blended in with the populace aside from the fact that no one knew him. Merpeople gave his curious looks or smiled at him in a friendly manner. He would return those smiles with his own.
Atem, Mahad, and the guard entered the castle, the latter leaving them once inside while the other two continued to the Throne Room. Atem swam in to see Isis in her usual place while Seto sat on the throne. The moment he came in, they swam up to him. “Pharaoh, we did not expect you home so soon,” Isis said.
“I hadn’t planned to return soon either, however I did make a new friend.” He gestured to Mahad. “These are my advisors Isis and Seto. I recently named Seto my successor; someone to rule in my stead while on trips or am unable to rule.”
Mahad bowed to them and Atem added, “I’m afraid I don’t know his name. He can’t speak but has conveyed to me that he’s a warlock.”
“A warlock?” Isis said. “How interesting. Our kingdom doesn’t have a warlock as they are rare.”
“Indeed,” Seto agreed. “However our friend needs a name until he can speak again.” There was silence as they ran through countless names. Finally, Seto suggested, “What about Heka? In our ancient language it means ‘magic’.”
Mahad liked the suggestion and nodded when the others looked at him. Atem smiled. “It is agreed. Heka it is.”
Mahad beamed at having such a cool name for the time being. The fact that warlocks were rare and that merpeople had an ancient language was intriguing to him. I would love to learn their modern language, but that will take time and I only have three days.
“Seto, continue watching things for the rest of the day. I want to show Heka to a guest room and give him a tour of the kingdom,” Atem said.
“Yes, my pharaoh.” Seto resumed his seat as Atem and newly-dubbed Heka left the room. He glanced sideways to see Isis staring after them. “Isis?”
She turned to him. “Seto?” she replied.
He raised an eyebrow. “Are you interested in Heka?”
“Well…he is handsome and he’s a warlock.”
“I don’t deny any of that, but I think Heka has eyes only for the pharaoh.”
“Ah. Do you think the pharaoh’s interested in Heka?”
“I don’t know. We don’t know much about him and we probably won’t until his voice returns.”
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Atem led Heka to a guest room near where he and the advisors sleep. “I hope you like it. The window provides a view of the castle garden.” Upon hearing that, Heka swam over to the window. Atem floated by the door, admiring the young merman. He guessed Heka was actually a young adult. His tail’s colors really suited him: Royal purple and white. It’s interesting. I have blue and then purple while he has purple and then white. It’s his face that really intrigues me. It looks like the face I vaguely recall. I also remember the voice that spoke to me. He addressed me as pharaoh. But, only my advisors and subjects call me by title, so how could my rescuer have known my title unless he was nearby?
Heka gazed at the lush garden below. He felt he could concoct a few potions, ones that didn’t require a fire. I probably could make those potions that require a fire too. I did study a spell to make fire, even underwater. But right now, I can’t talk and my magic is gone so that will have to wait. Heka didn’t doubt that he would succeed, thanks to Aknadin’s spell. He didn’t consider the possibility that he could end up being an old man.
“Heka.”
Heka turned to find Atem had come up behind him. “I had been in trouble yesterday. I had gotten trapped in a human’s net and I was actually out of the water. I was set free by someone I only vaguely recall. I remember his voice and the general look of his face as well as his eyes. I believe he’s a warlock as we can’t breathe or speak out of the water unless at least part of our tail is in the water. It’s likely my rescuer’s a warlock and saved my life. I promised myself that if I find him, I will ask for his name, thank him for saving me, and then ask for his hand in marriage as I have fallen in love with him.”
Heka couldn’t believe his ears and suddenly wished he could talk. Atem loved him and wished to marry the one who saved him. That’s exactly what I dreamed about! Actually part of my dream has already come true. I’m a merman and I’ve met Atem. All that’s left is to marry him. But first I have to win his heart and get a kiss within three days.
“Come Heka. Let me show you the kingdom.” Atem took Heka’s hand and they swam out of the room.
Chapter Five- Festival
“Pharaoh, it’s good to see you again. I have taken your advice in exercising caution when gathering supplies.”
“Thank you, Shada. It is good to be back. I’d like you to meet Heka. He can’t speak so until he can, that’s his name. Heka, Shada is one of our basket vendors.”
“A pleasure, Heka.” Shada held out a hand and Heka took it. He had met a few others before Shada and was happy that they were warm to a stranger, especially a mute one. He looked forward to meeting the other citizens. I could see myself living among them.
“Anzu, how are preparations for tomorrow’s festival?” Atem asked.
“They are excellent, my pharaoh. I think this could be the best one ever.”
“Wonderful. Anzu is our social director,” he explained to Heka. “She organizes all of our celebrations and tends to the flower beds around the kingdom.”
Heka nodded and smiled at Anzu who returned the gesture, but he saw the dreamy expression on her face as Atem swam off. I think she’s got a crush on him. She’s out of luck as Atem admitted being in love with his rescuer. Oh, I wish I could tell him it was me.
The waters seemed to be getting darker to Heka as the tour of the kingdom ended. Lampposts around the kingdom came to life and he saw that they contained some kind of moss draped over rocks. They must be phosphorous, he thought. Incredible. He followed Atem inside, noticing that the walls seemed to glow with their own light in addition to the moss and electric eel power.
Heka soon found himself sitting at the dinner table with Atem, Seto, and Isis. He was hungry and wondered what merpeople ate. He doubted they ate seafood so he banished that thought. Chefs entered, placing cover and uncovered dishes on the table along with cups of warm drinks. He pondered about the drinks being warm. He reasoned that it had to be because their surroundings are cool and they needed to keep warm. The same thing applies to me now too, he realized. I don’t just look like a merman; I am one. He sipped the beverage and found he liked it. He took samples of everything which consisted of odd-colored fruit, bread, and cheeses. Heka liked most of what he ate and felt good about that. His first day as a merman had been amazing and he certainly looked forward to the festival tomorrow. I wonder what they’re celebrating.
“Heka, have you ever been to a festival?” Atem asked. Heka shook his head and the pharaoh continued, “This one is to celebrate the sea and all that is around us.”
“Yes,” Isis said. “We give thanks to the fields, our co-existence with the sea creatures, and our relative harmony with the sea and each other.”
“The city is decorated with flower garlands, lanterns, and sea stars. Vendors sell their wares with greater enthusiasm, we hold a lavish banquet in the center of the city, and there is singing and dancing. It is a very joyous time,” Seto added, the excitement of the event evident in his voice.
Dancing? Heka thought. That sounds interesting. I’d like to see how merpeople dance. Well, this festival sounds like a lot of fun and the timing of Aknadin’s bargain was perfect. I can’t wait for tomorrow.
Atem couldn’t stop staring at Heka’s face. It so resembled his rescuer’s, it was uncanny. He could be the one, but he can’t speak and it could take several days for his voice to recover from what’s clearly a case of laryngitis. He continued to think on it as he got ready for bed. Hmm…I remember what my rescuer said. Maybe if I ask Heka to mouth it, I would see if it resembles the way my rescuer’s mouth moved and face looked. Oh, heck I could just ask him if he did save me. He could have lost his voice shortly afterwards. Atem pondered these thoughts as he fell asleep, eager to learn more about his new friend.
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Heka gazed about at the colors, music, talking, and laughter that surrounded him the next day. It reminded him of the celebrations in his town. He had never been to one but he had glimpsed them out of his house’s windows; he had just been too preoccupied with his studies to attend. Well as I can’t read the merpeoples’ language and have no magic, studying is out of the question. He took in all the joy around him and he wistfully thought of what he could have provided if he had his magic. I could have ended it with a fireworks display…if my magic was strong enough. I know the spell, but I lack the power needed to use it.
Atem smiled as he swam through the crowd. This was his favorite celebration of the year and it was clear that Anzu hadn’t exaggerated about the preparations: This was the best the festival ever looked. The citizens laughed and talked with one another, the children laughed as they chased each other, vendors called out in an effort to sell their merchandise, and music and singing mixed in with the chatter. He joined in the conversations and actually settled a minor dispute. He had lost sight of his advisors and Heka, but he knew they were around.
Heka ran his fingers lightly over a pouch made of seaweed and marveled at the softness and sturdy feel of the plant. “Do you like it?” asked a young mermaid with reddish-brown hair and a pink tail. Heka smiled and nodded. “Would you like to buy it?”
“Serenity!” scolded a blonde merboy with a pale blue tail. “You don’t persuade someone into buying! Sorry, Heka. My sis made that particular pouch. She’s actually very good at it, but she has a lot to learn about the vendor business.”
Heka smiled at the girl and pointed at the pouch, miming that he wished to purchase it. Serenity smiled back. “Four sand dollars,” she said. Heka counted out the money from a small bag he carried and handed it over. Serenity passed him the pouch. “Thank you so much,” she said, beaming as Heka put his bag in it and put the strap on his shoulder.
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“Heka, that’s a nice pouch. Very nice,” Atem commented as the silent merman showed up beside the pharaoh who was floating in a ring of onlookers while others danced in the center. He ran his fingers across it, feeling it soft but sturdy surface. He had been somewhat surprised that Heka had no money and insisted on giving him a small bag of sand dollars for the festival. Atem suspected that bag was in the pouch Heka was now wearing, the strap across his chest.
Heka nodded and his eyes drifted to the dancers in the middle. He followed their movements and found it wasn’t too different from land dancing; the only differences were the dancers were underwater and had tails instead of legs. He also noticed that not all the couples were male and female. There were two male couples and a few female couples. Wow. It seems merpeople romance is freer than human romance.
The band began a new song that had an exciting beat to it and Heka couldn’t stay still. He caught Atem’s eye and he gestured at the two of them and then the dance floor. Atem’s eyes lit up and he nodded before taking Heka’s hand and leading him onto the floor.
They moved across the floor in almost perfect synch, Atem doing the leading. He would move forward, backward, left, and right with Heka following perfectly. It was during a slow dance with their bodies close together that Atem looked into Heka’s eyes and was once again struck by how familiar they seemed. They held the same kindness and warmth he vaguely recalled in his rescuer’s eyes.
Atem kept thinking about those eyes as he joined the kingdom in the evening banquet that closed out the festival’s end. Heka’s eyes are so much like my rescuer’s eyes. But, Heka has qualities that I would like in a partner. He’s warm, kind, friendly, and a warlock. I don’t want to wait forever for my rescuer to come around. His eyes flicked to Heka and he smiled to himself. He still didn’t know much about Heka, but he knew he was starting to fall for the speechless merman. We need to speak privately and I know a rather romantic spot.
“Heka,” he said as everyone was leaving. “I like to speak privately with you. Please follow me.” Atem headed out of the kingdom and into open waters with Heka behind him, curious about where they were going and why Atem wanted to talk privately. He could have spoken to me in the castle. So why a more secluded spot? His heart pounded; was the kiss he needed at hand?
Chapter Six- Bargain Fulfilled
Atem surfaced and glided toward a smooth rock large enough for two and low enough so that most of the tail would stay in the water. Atem hoisted himself up onto the rock by the time Heka surfaced. He move forward and joined the pharaoh. All was quiet, calm, and clear with a crescent moon overhead. Heka leaned back, closed his eyes, and exhaled silently.
“Yes,” Atem agreed. “I love coming here to enjoy the peace and quiet. Most merpeople choose not to surface but enough of us do and describe the wonders we witness.
“I enjoyed dancing with you. We seemed made for each other the whole time.” Heka sat forward and opened his eyes to look at Atem with those beautiful eyes. The pharaoh smiled. “Heka, I know I had asked before but I’ll ask again anyway. We have met before, yes?” Heka nodded.
“Okay then tell me: Did you save me that day? Was it you?”
Heka nodded and mouthed the three words he had said that day, Hang on, pharaoh. Atem’s eyes widened as they read the lips. “It was you. Somehow, I know it. Well, you know that I want to marry my rescuer and so Heka, will you marry me?”
Heka nodded, smiling hugely. Atem took one of his hands, fingers interlaced. “I thought you would. We won’t hold the wedding yet, but we will let the kingdom know of our engagement, okay?” Atem leaned over and gave Heka a deep, loving kiss which sent Heka’s heart soaring. He kissed me! I’ll be staying a merman!
The couple parted and gazed happily at each other until a stream of energy and a glowing sphere came flying through the air and entered Heka. Heka inhaled and coughed as his voice settled in his throat.
“Heka! Are you all right? What were those things?” Atem asked, concerned.
Mahad smiled. “I’m fine, my pharaoh.”
Atem gasped. “You can talk again!”
“Yes and it’s because of your kiss.
“Let me explain. My actual name is Mahad and I was a human who dreamed of being a royal sorcerer or warlock by our term. I was trying out a spell that would let me breathe underwater that day and when I saw you, I instantly fell in love. When you were caught, I broke the spell by surfacing and freed you.”
“Why didn’t you stay? I would have wanted to thank you and ask about humans.”
“I heard the guard call and I panicked. I managed to teleport myself back to land. After that, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Yesterday morning, I met an elderly sorcerer named Aknadin. He had been reading my mind to find out about my magical knowledge for the purpose of taking me as his apprentice. He learned of my love for you and offered a bargain. I had planned to use the underwater spell to find you but Aknadin offered to make me a merman, something I couldn’t perform and hadn’t found in any of my books.
“He said he would turn me into a merman for three days. If you kissed me by then, I would stay a merman. If not, I would be human again and end up switching bodies with Aknadin. He wanted my voice and magic as payment. Both have returned because of the kiss. If I had become human again, I would receive my voice, but not my magic.”
“Why would this…sorcerer want your body?”
“I imagine so he can live even longer.” Mahad closed his eyes to enjoy the return of his magic. He probed it and came to a surprise: His magic had become much stronger and much more powerful than before. Aknadin must have been strengthening it these last two days. He planned for me to fail so he chose to strengthen my magic thinking it was his now. His eyes flew open and displayed the shock of his discovery.
“Mahad? What is it?”
“My magic is stronger and more powerful than before,” he said in an awed whisper. “Aknadin planned for me to fail and strengthened my powers believing they were his now.”
“But you didn’t fail. I kissed you and the moment I heard you speak, I knew for certain that you saved me.”
Mahad smiled and his eyes looked down to where his tail was concealed beneath the water. His life was definitely looking better. He was a merman, had his voice and magic again, and was engaged to a handsome merman pharaoh. He leaned back again and his gaze went up to the stars.
“Atem, you really are interested in humans, right?”
Atem nodded. “They fascinate me.”
“I would be happy to answer any question you have.”
“Let’s start with the ships. That fin on the back. What’s it called and how does it move?”
“Oh. It’s called the rudder and it moves by an object called a steering wheel. It would be easier to explain if I could show you.”
“You explained well and there is a way to show me. There’s a shipwreck not far from home where I like to go and try to figure out the objects stored there.”
“I would love to tell you about those objects.”
“I was hoping you would.” Their fingers still interlaced, they leaned back, watching the stars and pointing out constellations to each other.
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Mahad awoke the next morning and laid there for a little, truly savoring that he would live in the sea now. He looked forward to greeting the kingdom with actual words. I also want to learn to read and write the merpeople language which makes sense as I’m one of them now. He got out of bed, smoothed his hair, and swam out of the room.
He took the seat he had taken the day before and smiled happily at Atem who beamed back at him. The two of them had planned to surprise Seto and Isis with the engagement as well as Mahad being able to speak again and his origins. The pharaoh took in his advisors. “I am happy to announce that Heka and I are engaged.”
“Wonderful! Congratulations,” Isis said, smiling.
“Thank you,” Mahad replied.
Isis and Seto gasped, drawing chuckles from the other two. “You can talk!” Seto exclaimed.
“Since last night when I kissed him,” Atem said. “His name is Mahad and he used to be human. He struck a bargain with another warlock or sorcerer, as the humans call them. He traded his voice and magic for three days as a merman.”
“I agreed to it because I fell for Atem the moment I saw him. The terms of the bargain stated that if I was kissed before the three days were up, I would stay here and get my voice and magic back. If not, I would be human again and get my voice, but the sorcerer would keep my magic and switch bodies with me.”
Isis gasped and Seto said, “Obviously that won’t happen as you are talking. My pharaoh, you did say a kiss was given last right, right?”
Atem nodded. “Mahad is willing to tell me about humans and in return, I will teach him our language.”
Seto leaned forward toward Mahad. “So, you truly are a warlock?”
Mahad nodded. “I was using a spell to breathe underwater when I first saw Atem.”
“Wait,” Isis said. “How did you meet?”
Atem shifted slightly. “I was following a ship that was sailing and got snared in a net that dropped over the side. I didn’t have a stone with me and I had gotten separated from the guard.”
“I cut him free but before we could truly meet, the guard had called and I teleported out of there in a panic.”
“So, you never saw him, pharaoh?” Seto asked.
“I vaguely recalled his eyes and knew his voice as I was…above water at the time.”
His advisors gasped. “You were above water?” Isis said.
“I know getting too close to a ship was foolish,” Atem admitted. “But if I hadn’t, Mahad and I might not have met or be together as mermen. Now, we have an engagement to announce to the kingdom.”
Chapter Seven- Learning
Mahad swam beside Atem as they headed out of the kingdom. The announcement of their engagement was received warmly after explaining Mahad’s origins, his save of Atem, both falling for the other instantly, and the bargain Mahad had made. The kingdom put their full support behind the couple as the alternative of the bargain was horrifying.
“Mahad, why would you agree to switching bodies?” Atem asked.
“I thought about that myself and concluded that Aknadin had silently cast a spell to influence me to accept.”
“Sounds like he was already powerful if he can cast spells silently.”
“Indeed. That’s a skill I have not mastered.”
“Well, there’s the wreck.” Atem pointed at the ship. Mahad moved ahead and led the way to the rear where half of the rudder hung half off the ship.
“Okay, as I already said, this is the rudder and the steering wheel…” He swam onto the ship to the back of the top deck. A broken vertical stick was there. He looked about and saw half of the wheel. He picked it up and held it up against the stick. “The wheel is supposed to go here and is moved like so.” Mahad demonstrated as best he could. “And the rudder moves in the direction the wheel is spun.”
“Okay. I see now. So, what is that?” He pointed toward the center.
“The mast.” Mahad swam up alongside the broken post with Atem behind him. “Masts are used to support large cloths called sails that catch the wind to propel the ship across water.”
“Oh,” Atem said. “So sails move the ship forward and the steering wheel controls the direction of the ship as well as the rudder. Mahad, I appreciate your insight. It explains a lot.”
“You’re welcome. So, about those objects you can’t figure out.” He followed Atem over the side and through a porthole. His eyes roved over the room. He suspected large sea creatures helped the pharaoh with the bigger and heavier items. He swam about the room. “You found all this on this ship?”
“No. Some came from other ships I was able to find. Any small things I found I brought back with this.” He held up the pouch.
“You found a human pouch?” Mahad looked it over. “It’s in very good shape.”
“I know. Maybe an actual trip to far-off ships could be arranged.”
“Sounds like a plan. Perhaps as a honeymoon activity?”
“I love that idea, Mahad. It will be just the two of us. Your magic can protect us.”
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The next day, Atem and Mahad were in a classroom, the former teaching the latter the alphabet. Mahad found it easier to learn than his spells and wondered if merpeople spells were easier as well. Atem had to leave to settle a dispute that demanded his attention while Mahad decided to practice writing. He was so focused on forming the lines, he didn’t hear Isis come in. When he paused to check his letters, she spoke. “Mahad?”
He looked up, startled. “Isis. I didn’t hear you come in.”
“So I noticed.” She sat beside him, eyes on his paper. “You learn fast and have lovely penmanship.”
“Thanks. I find it easier to learn than my old language and the spells as well.”
“Speaking of spells, I thought you’d like to take a look at one of the library’s beginner’s spell books.” She slid a volume across the desk.
Curious, he opened it to the first page and used the alphabet guide to make sense of what he was reading. A levitation spell! he thought. Very basic and I’ve mastered it. He turned a page and pieced together another spell he had mastered. He continued to flick thought the book, noticing that he had mastered most of it. He closed it and looked at the mermaid. “It would seem I know the human version of most of the spells listed in here.” He nodded at the book.
“You may want to start over with our version,” she said gently. “After all, you live here now.”
He smiled. “I do and I couldn’t be happier.”
“It brings me comfort knowing the kingdom will soon have a warlock pharaoh to help watch over us.”
Mahad blinked. “Warlock pharaoh,” he repeated. “It has a nice sound to it. Isis, what exactly does a pharaoh do?”
“He settles any disputes that come up and addresses any concerns the citizens have. As the pharaoh’s partner you will have those same duties as well as the title of pharaoh.”
“Seems simple and easy.”
“Sometimes too easy. The pharaoh often gets bored and seeks something to occupy his time, mostly long swims outside the kingdom.”
Mahad had a pretty good idea what Atem did on those long swims: Adding human items to his impressive collection. He then noticed Isis was staring at him. “Isis? Is everything okay?”
She jerked slightly. “Oh, yes. Everything’s fine. I was just thinking that the pharaoh is lucky to be engaged to you and I was also thinking of your first encounter.”
Mahad smiled slightly. “I’ve re-lived that myself. I was astonished when I first saw him. I had been unaware that we existed and considering how far down we live, that’s understandable. I followed him out of curiosity and because I fell for him. When he took off after the ship, it made me aware of how much humans interest him.”
“Yes, that’s one thing that makes him different from previous pharaohs. Seto, a guard, and I were the only ones who knew about his fascination with humans and now four of us know. Despite the kingdom knowing you were human and how you saved the pharaoh, they don’t know exactly how you met or that the pharaoh accidentally put himself in danger.”
Mahad nodded. “If you want me to keep this side of Atem secret, I will, of course, do so.”
“Just so. You are going to make a wonderful pharaoh, Mahad.”
“I’m pleased to hear that.”
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Atem felt like his head was going to split open and he could tell that Seto felt the same way. The two mermen he was meditating seemed unable to reach an accord and uninterested in being silent so he could mull over the situation in silence. They were speaking to him in loud voices in an attempt to drown out the other.
Finally, Atem could take no more. Rising from his throne, he thundered, “All right! That’s enough!” His command shocked the room into silence. He exhaled heavily as he sat and pointed at one. “Tell Seto your side of the story and you tell me yours.”
Seto nodded to himself; by delegating one of the litigants to him, further shouting would be avoided. After they both listened, the two of them would compare stories that would lead Atem to a solution. He focused on the merman, folded his arms, and said, “All right. What’s the story?”
Several minutes later, pharaoh and advisor were sharing what they heard. Atem blinked. “Honestly, I don’t see the conflict. I think this is a case of miscommunication.”
“I agree,” Seto said. He smiled as Atem groaned. “My pharaoh, allow me to conclude this dispute. You need to relax. I recommend a swim or more time with Mahad.”
Atem sighed in relief. “Thank you, Seto. I will see how Mahad’s doing with his studies.” He swam off as Seto approached the disputing parties. He entered the classroom to see Mahad hard at work and one of the library’s spell books nearby. The warlock looked up and smiled at him. “Long dispute?” he inquired.
“Actually, it was simple miscommunication. Seto is delivering the message. I look forward to when both of us will settle the disputes.”
“Are all disputes long?”
“No and they are few. We can spend time in the garden or the library or swimming through the kingdom.”
Isis was right, he thought. Being pharaoh is simple and easy; more so than the king of a kingdom.
Chapter Eight- Epilogue
The crowd cheered as Mahad and Atem interlaced the fingers on both hands and a handsome crown sat on Mahad’s head. The two had just gotten married one month after getting engaged. The ceremony was very simple: An exchange of vows that they had written themselves and Mahad being made a pharaoh as well.
Mahad freed his right hand, aimed it up, chanted, and explosions of colored sparkles lit up above the crowd who gasped in admiration and applauded the show. Mahad had worked hard to read and write his new language as well as learn the spells. With his strengthened powers, he learned spells quickly and was pleased with what he could do. He was in the midst of learning a spell that would conjure up a transparent protective bubble to protect the kingdom from any threat. He was certain he would master it sometime after returning from his honeymoon.
Atem and Mahad spent the night at the castle before heading out the next morning, provisions for a week packed. They hoisted them onto their backs as they bid goodbye to their advisors.
“Be safe, pharaohs,” Seto said as he clasped hands with Mahad while Isis hugged Atem.
“Of course, Seto. I’ve learned a variety of protective spells.”
“Your knowledge of spells is quite impressive and to learn in such a short time,” Isis added as she and Seto switched to say goodbye to the other pharaoh. She hugged Mahad.
“I know and I actually have Aknadin to thank for strengthening my powers.”
“I think some of that was you practicing. It’s known that practice improves one’s skills.”
“You have a point.” They released and the couple swam for the exit. They entered the city and, as they swam, citizens gave them congratulations, safe trip wishes, or bowed.
“I don’t know if I’ll get used to the bowing,” Mahad said as they reached the edge of the kingdom.
Atem grinned. “You better. You’re a pharaoh now and besides not everyone will bow, but they will refer to you by title.”
“I can handle that.” Mahad smiled as they headed for the shipwreck so Atem could retrieve his pouch. He had adjusted well to life in the sea and couldn’t help but feel that he was meant to be a merman. He had met a merman who was fascinated with humans, fallen for him, and now they were married and he could tell his husband anything he wanted to know about the race to which he had belonged. I will never forget about being human as I can’t return to land and Atem will have almost endless questions for me.
Atem was also smiling. He had gone on an excursion to observe humans and try to understand their world. He had gotten into trouble and was saved by Mahad who had already fallen in love with him by that point. He only had vague recollections of the eyes and voice due to being out of the water, but knew he had fallen head over fins in love. When he found Mahad shortly after his transformation, he felt he had met him before. It wasn’t until the following night that he was certain of it and kissed Mahad after he accepted Atem’s proposal. Learning Mahad’s origins and of the bargain made it clear to Atem how hard Mahad had fallen for him and that they were a match: Mahad had been human and Atem was interested in humans.
They reached the wreck and as Atem grabbed the pouch, Mahad gazed around the room again. “I am real impressed with how much was on this ship as well as what you found on other nearby ones.”
“Just imagine what we’ll find on faraway ships,” Atem pointed out.
“I can hardly wait.” Mahad took Atem’s hand and the two pharaohs left the ship and headed out into the open waters to officially begin their honeymoon and lives together.
