Yugioh Imagines

Arranged Marriage (Atem x Reader)

        Inspired by this song.

        You closed looked out the large glass window, the weather reflecting your sorrow mood. Thunder clashed in sky directly after it was lit up by blinding white lightning. Rain poured heavily down, as if the skies were crying for you. You had already shed all your tears. All that remained was an emptiness in your chest. Nancy walked in, carrying your traveling clothes. Nancy was a lady in waiting and also the one who had raised you. Your mother had you young, at the age of seventeen. And as she was a sickly woman with a country to run, Nancy took the responsibility of caring for you. She was probably more of a mother to you than the woman who had given birth to you. Nancy set you clothes on your bed. "Y/n?" You turned to face her. The woman's eyes saddened. "Come here, honey." She wrapped her arms around you in a loving embrace. Burying your face into the crook of her neck, you closed your eyes and wished everything away.

        "I don't want to go," you whispered.

        "I know, honey, I know," she cooed. You stayed in her arms, clutching to her as if you were once again an infant. The reason for your distress? You were to travel to a foreign country you had only heard a few things about and marry a man you didn't even know at the age of seventeen. You didn't know what he was like or how old he was. You didn't even know his name! But alas, there was nothing you could do. The marriage would solidify your alliance with them, a relationship that benefited you both. You were to leave everything and everyone you had ever known for the rest of your life.

        After a while, Nancy reluctantly pulled away. She put her hands on your shoulders and looked you in the eye. "If it was up to me, I'd let you stay." You gave her a sad, empty smile.

        "I'm going to miss you," you said softly. She placed a kiss to your forehead.

        "I'm going to miss you too, honey. So, so much." Nancy helped you put the heavy cloak on, keeping it in place with a golden falcon brooch. She smiled sadly as she pinned it for you. “Something to remember me by.” You threw your arms around her in one last hug before the escort arrived and led you away to the boat. As he helped you aboard, you took one last look at Nancy and your home. The boat began to sail away. Nancy waved to you, wiping her tears away. You waved back, but your arm felt heavy. You felt empty, drained. Soon, your home was nothing but a speck on the horizon, never to be seen by you again.

    The trip lasted several days. On the morning of the last day, servants awoke you as soon as the sun rose. For the entirety of the morning, you were cleaned, dressed, and made up. You sat through it all, silently wishing you didn’t have to go through with this. You were due to arrive in Egypt via the Nile by noon. the marriage would take place as soon as you arrived at the palace. As the boat sailed along the river, you watched the sun climb higher and higher into the sky, dreading when it was overhead.

    You silently prayed to whatever controlled your fate that he was at least around your age. you had heard too many horror stories about girls your age being sent to marry princes/kings who were either forty or only twelve years old. You wondered what he was like, this man. Was he a good ruler? You knew the economy and the country of Egypt was thriving, but that doesn’t mean it was because of him. Many countries do well merely because the king/ruler has good advisors telling him what to do. He could be selfish and cruel, for all you knew. You felt the boat hit shore and the others hustling around, getting to their places. Closing your eyes, you stepped forth.

    Twenty one year old Atem stared out the window, looking at the sun. Silently, he asked Ra why this had to happen. Atem was not one for arranged marriages, but he knew he had to do this. The arrangement was set up by his father and the queen of (kingdom) when he was only a child. Though his father was now deceased, Atem knew this is what he would have wanted. The marriage was not just about him, after all. It was for the good of his people. He was their king, and a king had to make sacrifices for his country, even his own happiness. The sound of drums alerted him. You were here.