Lets see if you remember dear beta, because I don't! Who's the beta for this series of stories!

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Letting everyone know that the 1st story is now up! YES! Pharaoh's Slave chapter 1 can be found here! ^-^

This is a preview for you all! Then go find the rest. lol.

A Pharaoh's Slave (The 1st of the Pharaoh's Pet series)

A young Pharaoh slouches in his thrown. He was of average build, though that was all that was average about him, and had just turned sixteen. He had two colors of hair, both completely natural. He had gray-blue bangs, which framed his face and blood red eyes, and the rest of his hair was black, which he kept pulled back into a pony tail at the nape of his neck. He had two sets of triangles on each cheek, the same color as his eyes, which marked him as the Dranzer Pharaoh. He had been said Pharaoh for all of fourteen months now. It was an interesting job, which he found far easier then his Grandfather and Father had both made it seem. Then again, he often found things to be easier then most people.

"My lord."

The Pharaoh turned his head, looking over at one of his advisers. "Yes Karsin?"

Karsin was slightly older than his Pharaoh, 23, with shaggy teal colored hair and deep purple eyes (1). Out of all of his advisers, nine of them, the Pharaoh only trusted this one. Karsin never hide any of his emotions, he said what he meant, and he did not apologize for it. He also, not once, had hid the fact that he would rather be out with his troops then in the Palace, advising the Pharaoh of military tactics. Karsin was the adviser for the military, he was the General of said military, the best solider of that military (2).

"A group of people from the mountains wish an audience with you. They have brought a peace gift." Karsin's eyes hardened slightly when he said this, causing the Pharaoh to know what kind of gift he was referring to. The peace gift was a human. Karsin did not approve of such things, his own lover had been bread just to be a peace gift to another kingdom, and would have been if it wasn't for Karsin's intervention (3).

"Let them in, though I do not want…him or her…to be brought in." The Pharaoh sat up in his chair, sighing. This was not the first time such a gift had been given to him and it wouldn't be the last time. He would have this person work within the palace or given to the brothel for Karsin's army, which was about all he could do if he did not keep the gift for himself. He had do desire for such things though, as this adviser in particularly knew. "Have the gift placed elsewhere for now."

"Of course." Karsin turned, walking back out of the thrown room. A moment later, he reentered the room, fallowed by three men. All three were darker skinned then anyone in the room, not brown dark, but sun kissed. They had dark hair, two had brown, the one in front had black. Their eyes were all a shade of yellow. Around their necks, all three had the same pendent. The three stopped before the thrown, the black haired one a foot in front of the other two, and bowed.

"State your region." The Pharaoh ordered. He did not recognize them, but that did not mean much. He had not met all of the different groups of citizens living within his borders.

"Pharaoh Kai, my name is Tokic, and we hale from the South of your Palace, living up in the mountains." The black haired man stated with a strong accent. The other two stood just behind him, and from the looks they understood very little of what the third had said. "From a clan known as Drigger."

"Your business."

"We come seeking protection." Tokic answered.