“So, Presley,” June asked, her tone turning serious, “What magic do you use?”
“Me, use magic?” Presley sounded surprised. “That’s Rath’s job!”
“You’re not teaching him?” June gave Rath a surprised look, “Not even tricks that would help in his ability to evade Scarab?”
“You can do that?” Presley asked Rath with an odd expression, somewhere between a want to learn something as cool as magic, and a concern that Rath hadn’t wanted to teach him so far…
“Not until you have finished learning Egyptian, my prince.” Rath shook his head, wishing he could do more, “All of my spells are from our own time and require at least a basic knowledge of Egyptian.”
“You don’t know Egyptian?” June looked surprised, “It’s one of our basic languages.”
“He’s not a Clan Brat. Remember?” July prodded her sister.
“Yes, but didn't Great Seto and Great Yugi both know Egyptian because they were reincarnated?”
“Yes…”
“Great Seto?”
“Pharaoh Yugi’s eternal rival and the reincarnation of Pharaoh Seth.” May gave a hasty explanation. “We should speak to our father about getting Presley some training. How old are you?” She asked Presley, looking like she was thinking about something.
“Twelve.”
“Too old to be enrolled in one of the magic schools.” She considered quietly.
“There are schools for magic?” Presley asked.
“We do not acknowledge or deny the existence of schools that teach magic at the current time.” June gave her sister a withering look, “You could still get into Duel Academy
“Who said the Prince wanted to go anywhere?” Ja-Kal demanded, annoyed that the girls seemed to be making decisions without asking their opinions.
“Not us, we're just discussing options.” The trio smiled innocently up at Ja-Kal.
“They’re just trying to help.” Presley noted the look on the face of the leader of his guardians. “As long as you guys aren’t expecting me to actually, you know, be Pharaoh.” Presley looked around at everyone.
The sisters shared a looked and giggled, “Not unless you intend on marrying one of us.”
“What? No way!” Presley squeaked.
“He must have a girlfriend already.” June mock-mourned.
“Well there is this one girl…” Nefer-Tine teased her Prince by mentioning it.
“They are Princesses.” Ja-Kal considered.
“Ja…” Presley went bright red in embarrassment, the trio too.
“Too early. Way too early. Clan Rules say marriage can't be considered until age sixteen. We are not signing any contracts today!” May squeaked.
“How old are you?” Rath asked, looking them over as if considering if Shadow Princesses would be a good match for his charge.
“Thirteen and don’t even think about it.” July growled.
“Really?” Presley asked.
“If you make any short jokes we'll feed you to our Basilisk.” June warned him.
“Magic! We were talking about Magic! Not marriage. Not height. Magic! What Magic do you want to learn Presley?” May erupted, trying to break the mood that was settling, and asked, watching another group of brats arrive, this time through the door, and set up in the far corner.
Presley shuddered. “Not Necromancy.”
“No way.” June agreed, “We don’t teach that kind anyway.”
“Okay, well there's wanded, which you might not be able to do since the schools didn't pick you up. Shadow magic, like what we do, summoning and stuff. There's er...”
“Soul magic, which most anyone can do, but is rather dangerous, but a good counter for Necromancy.”
“I’d like to learn how to summon monsters and I want to learn how to counter Scarab’s magic. If I can defend Rapses’s soul then it’ll be harder for him to take it.”
“Are you sure it’s a good idea, my Prince?” Ja-Kal looked worried.
“No,” Presley admitted, amusing the girls, “But I need to do something. How many times I have I nearly lost my soul because I couldn’t defend myself?”
Ja-Kal recalled all the close encounters. “Too many, my Prince.”
“Then I should do this. If only to make your lives easier.”
“We’d better test you for any magical abilities you have, I mean for all we know you might be a firestarter or something.” June said, seriously thinking.
“Yep, it's better to know, than accidently set someone on fire.” May giggled, making her sisters smile.
“Did that really happen?” Amun asked, noticing that the group that had just come in where watching their group with interest.
“Uh huh. Accidental magic happens a lot where we’re from.” June caught Amun’s gaze and glowered at the group, two of whom were on their phones. “Should have thought about this before we came here.” She grumbled, “The Clubs are some of the most heavily warded places not on Demiguise, so only friends can get in, but it means that the fact we’re talking to mummies is going to get back to the Elders sooner then I’d’ve liked.”
“And this is bad?” Rath asked.
“I wanted to present all the information to the Elders.” June sighed, “They can get a bit…”
“Paranoid.” July chipped in.
“It’s not paranoia if they’re out to get you.” May countered.
“Right... so anyway, we should probably talk to one of the elders before they come storming in here.”
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