#pharaos

The absence of the tri-colored spikes was very easy to notice and, with the history of the midget in regards to his safety when he disappears, made the spirit ever so slightly worried. The very last thing he wanted was for the boy to die before he his plan could be set into motion. Losing the Puzzle was not something he would tolerate.

Bakura will never admit that finding the Pharaoh atop the school brooding of all things soothed his nerves. Part of him really wished to try to take him by surprise rather than be a polite spirit and announce himself. He would cherish the king’s face should he managed to take the other unaware.

Alas, he vaguely remembers telling both his dear host and the king’s he was working on becoming a better man. A laughable statement but he should at least try to pretend.

“I’m hurt, your majesty! I’ve been doing my best to turn over a new leaf!” He mockingly placed a hand over his host’s heart. “I’ve even help you and yours out repeatedly!… But I’m not here to brag.”

In the blink of an eye the overdramatic, sickeningly sweet sounding dark spirit turned serious. Bakura leaned against the nearby wall as he looked the spirit of the Puzzle up and down.

Youpi, c’est sorti !

Quelques unes de mes illustrations pour le dossier Cléopâtre du magazine Youpi de mars, consacré à l’Egypte des Pharaons. Amour, gloire, beauté et drames : la vie romancée de la dernière reine d’Egypte.