Well, after having writers block for some days over this and being able to produce only short one-shots, I decided to write a sequel to 'A Pharaoh's Heart'. This is just the first chapter, to see what you guys think. If I get some good reviews for it, I will continue, and it will get more angsty and have more action than this – this chapter is just sort of a teaser. If you are reading this and haven't read 'A Pharaoh's Heart' I strongly recommend going back and reading that before continuing. I'm still coming up with ideas for the next chapters, so if anyone has an idea they want to see, go ahead and email or post it it a review.

"I have to do WHAT!"

Yami's words echoed through the room, growing in volume until his sentence ended in a sort of strangled yelp. Set cocked an eyebrow as he waited for the pharaoh to calm down, before repeating his statement.

"Marry. You know, tie the knot, secure the throne and all."

"Never. No way. I love Yugi!"

Set crossed his arms.

"As you very well know, Yami, an heir is needed to keep Egypt alive once you are gone. You are still young, but, sooner or later..."

"But I love YUGI!"

"Love has nothing to do with it! I know you love this boy, but that is not going to produce an heir. In order to do so you must take a wife."

"My father's father loved another man!"

"So he did, but he also married for the sake of carrying on the line. As you should do also. Take yourself for an example. You are still very young to be ruler, but if your father hadn't taken a wife... that last earthquake... both of them gone in an instant, Yami. You must see my point."

Yami did not like this turn of conversation at all, and put it to an abrupt stop with a snarl.

"Ra knows you are a good advisor as well as a cousin and friend, Set, but in this you are wrong! I will not marry – not when my heart is given to another!"

With this the pharaoh turned on his heel and strode out of the chamber, leaving the high priest to his own devices. Yami walked down the various corridors to his bedchamber, muttering to himself all the way. It had been over a month since the ball, and his love for the former slave he had rescued, rather than fade, had seemed to grow even further, were that possible. Entering the room, he saw said boy on the balcony that overlooked the city. Turning around as he heard footsteps behind him, Yugi smiled, then showed concern when he saw the Pharaoh's face.

"Yami, what is it? What is wrong?"

"I... it's really nothing, Yugi."

He tried to brush it off, but Yugi persisted.

"Something is wrong. Tell me. Please?"

Yami have a sigh.

"Apparantly, as the Pharaoh, I must produce an heir to carry on the royal line."

Yugi's face was a mixture of puzzlement and dawning comprehension, so Yami spelled it out for him.

"I have to marry."

"Marry! Bu-but... you can't! I mean to say-"

Yami stopped the flow of words by a well-timed kiss.

"I said I would not marry, Yugi. I know I cannot – not when my heart is given to another. I love you and nobody else – I will not take a wife."

"Oh Yami... but, what about the line?"

Yami frowned.

"I do not know. That will bear thinking about. But I swear, I will find a way. My sworn duty is to protect Egypt and rule fairly, as well as choose another to rule as fairly in my place. But we still have time; this matter need not be rushed."

The amethyst-eyed young man nodded, content with this answer.

"In that case... we should talk to Isis. Perhaps she can help."

"Yes, that would be the best option, I feel. And for now, perhaps we should humour them. Set believes I must take a wife, so for now he may think what he likes about it. It may be wise to let him believe I intend to do as he wishes. So, do not say anything to him, alright Yugi?"

"Yes, I won't say anything. How will you make him believe you?"

Yami gave a smirk, his crimson eyes dancing.

"Oh, I think I can come up with a few ideas..."