The Princess and the Pauper(Closed for Sins666 and Aliyah)

[Aliyahlovinsex]

There was many a day that I wished I was not a princess, today was one of those days. Yet again in front of me stood a royal suitor, trying to impress me with his good looks and charms. But I found him tiresome and longingly awaited the moment when he would leave my sight and I could return to my quarters. My father was King Imhotep, the most powerful king to regin the kingdoms of the Nile in over a century. However in one area he was not powerful; his seduction of many concubines and wives had ended in just 5 children, of which I was the oldest. My younger brothers and sisters had died in the plague that had struck Eygpt five years ago. My father had also taken ill during that time and it seemed he would not recover. So there it was, I was to be queen when my father died, but he did not trust me, hence the never-ending line of suitors that came day after day trying to win my heart.

I used to seduce my guards into bed with me, until my father had found out. He had gone crazy and ordered that all my guards be made eunuchs, after which I felt horrible and had to give up my sexual practices for a while. But now, I snuck out of the palace, onto the streets, exploring the handsome youth of the city. I knew that if I was caught I would be punished severely and anyone caught with me would be killed. My father would be repulsed that I was sleeping with commoners, but to me, men were men, and some of the commoners were better than the royals.

Finally the bumbling idiot in front of me realized that I wasn't paying attention to him, and stopped trying to make me laugh. Bowing low he said "Thank you for your time, Princess Neferteri." I smiled and nodded at him as I dismissed him with a wave of my hand. Sweeping from the throne room, I entered my room and lay down on my bed. I waited for my father because I knew he would come and ask me what I thought of the latest clown of the parade. We had a lovely little chat that evening, my father and I. And then finally I was free.

The guards standing at the front of my sleeping room doors didn't hear me as I climbed up and over the balcony and dropped to the first floor silently. Then I hastily made my way to the palace wall, climbing over it and finally into the freedom that lay beyond.

I just had a sensation in the pit of my stomach. I walked on slowly, following the line of the wall, excited to find what lay ahead.

 

[Sins666]

"And stay out!" the man yelled as he dusted his hands off after throwing me out the door. Not long ago...well I guess it was awhile ago but anyways. Not long ago I would have been welcomed with open arms and smiles but now that my father had lost the favor of the king, Imhotep, I was thrown out more often than not. Even though I wasn't going to the taverns and inn's to have fun but to find work instead.

How did my father loose favor? Well we'll start at the begining and work towards where I am today.

When I was little my father had been lucky enough to become the head architect for the king. As such we, my father and I, were allowed to stay in the palace with the king so long as my fathers designes met his approval..and they did for many years. During that time I was taught by the kings high scribes and preists in the way of the God's and court. I was even allowed to play with the kings only living heir, his daughter.

During that time my father built many fabulous buildings and statues.He even helped to design Hamunaptra or City of the Dead. But not long after finishing his help on Hamunaptra and going back to work on Imhoteps grand pyramid an accident occured. A scribe who had been taking down the measurments that my father calculated had written down a measurment inccorectly. Normally this would be a small thing and only a minor set back. But instead the block, due to the inccorect measurement being taken down, was not sturdy enough to support the one above it and immedeatly cracked and crumbeled sending large chunks of rocks clammering down the pyramids side killing about 10 - 15 people in total. This too could have been over looked if it had not been that 3 of those killed were top scribes and holy men for Imhotep.

When Imhotep had gotten word of the accident he immdeatly sent for my father. Once there my father begged and pleaded for mercy and promised that a mistake like that would never happen again. Imhotep agreed and summarily had both of my fathers hands choped off and his tounge removed. Unable to either speak or write my father was unable to continue his work even outside of the palace as an architect.

Word spread quickly of my fathers folly and soon we were shunned by almost all in the city. For almost a whole month we lived on the streets begging and scrounging for food as best as we could. Luckily enough though an old widow took pitty on my father and in return for my help around her house she would give my father and I shelter.

So here I am now trying to get a job in a city where everyone dispises my father and I, even though I had nothing to do with the accident. The Nile sun is setting and a cold breeze is starting to stir the once hot sands. Walking aimlessly while remembering how it use to be when I lived in the pallace and played with the kings daughter. I wonder if she would even recognize me? While contemplating this I had not even realized that I had been following the palace wall. Once I did it immedeatly brought the memories back harder. So hard that I nearly walked right into someone.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

"Oof," I said as the wind was nearly knocked out of me by someone running into me. "What are you doing here?" I demanded of the young peasant who stood before me, forgetting that I was disguised as a peasant as well. He was handsome, this one, and just like that I had found my prey for this evening.

"My name is Anhai," I lied. "Do you live in the city?" I smiled at him seductively while trying not to let my eyes wander below his sash. The light peasant clothing would let me know instantly whether or not he wanted me. I glanced back into his eyes, so fine was he. He surely seemed to be taking his time answering my question.

 

[Sins666]

"Oh my...!" I exclaimed as I bumped into someone or something. "I'm so sorry," I said as I backed up, still looking at the ground, and started to brush myself off even though I had not fallen.

"What are you doing here?" I heard the person I bumped into spew with venom. Because of the higher than thou ton of the voice I failed to realize that the voice was that of a womens. But as I raised my eyes following manacured feet connected to long legs joined to a plush, but not overly plush frame, capped with stunningly perky breasts and above all that a gorgeous face. Then I realized I had just nearly knocked over one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen.

As I stood there studdering not knowing what to say or where to look for that matter I felt my cock hardening. "Crap!" I thought "She'll probably notice and think I'm some kind of pervert! This tunic does nothing to hide these kinds of 'problems'.". While I was lost in a sea of embarassment over my ever hardening cock the gorgeous women I had bumped into did something unexpected, she introduced herself.

"My name is Anhai. Do you live in the city?" I could barely believe my ears. Her voice sounded so different than the high and mighty tone it had first had. Now it seemed almost...conversational. Not wanting to be any ruder than I already was by nearly knocking her over I replied "My name Jahara." I said as I bent at the waist, just like the priest and scribes had taught me many years ago, and bowed. "Yes, I do live in the city. Do you?" I said quickly said in one breath. Regretting the later part as soon as it came out of my mouth since she obiviously must if she is here. I felt my cheeks redening both because of my stupid comment and the now fully erect tent my cock had bravely pitched under my tunic. I had no idea what was going to happen.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

"Yes I do live here," I informed him. "I once had a childhood playmate named Jahara." So many things were going on in my head at once. First there was the very noticeable ever-growing line of his manhood that was jutting from beneath his clothing. Second. his name was Jahara, and when he first said that I wondered if this was my childhood friend. But this Jahara could not be him because my friend had been wide from too much good food, and this Jahara was well-muscled as if he had been working hard.

I didn't really know what had happened to my friend, my father had only told me that Jahara's father, the palace architect, had been sent away to serve the lower kingdom of the Nile. I had mourned the loss of my friend for several weeks before my father had told me enough was enough, that Jahara was better off where he was; his father better paid. I had accepted it finally but thought often that I could have loved Jahara, if given the chance. I wondered what had become of him, as I had so often over the years, and wondered if he ever still thought of me.

Brought back to the present by a sharp cough, I said, "I am sorry, I was just thinking of my old friend."

He nodded at me and I reached out towards him. "Have you anywhere to go right now?" I asked softly, hoping that he would take me to the city gardens I knew lie somewhere out there. It was romantic and cozy, often times there was no one there, so no one would notice the princess and this pauper.

 

[Sins666]

"Yes I do live here. I once had a childhood playmate named Jahara." She said answering my questions."What?" I clamoured as I didn't think I had heard her correctly. "Did she just say she had a childhood friend named Jahara?" I thought. But that couldn't be possible. The only female, in fact the only childhood playmate, I had ever had was the kings daughter and there was no way he would let her out of the palace alone and so close to dark. Plus, I couldn't believe she would remember or recognize me even if by some strange circumstance we did meet.

As I was contemplating these facts she too seemed to be remembering the past. Looking at me but not really. Most certainly lost in thought I was sure. While she was lost in thought I took the chance to give this Anhai a second look over. Oh my she was absolutely stunning! "I could most certainly stand to marry a women this beautiful. I could even fall in love with a woman like her!" I thought to myself. Of course these thoughts did nothing for what I am sure was a very noticable tent in my tunic. In fact it seemed to only make my cock even harder and now it was starting to twitch. "Oh no!" I thought "Don't start moving too! Its bad enough your hard. The last thing I need you to do is start moving!" While I was argueing with my cock about the finer point of when to be erect and when not to be Anhai had come out of her reveer and was now speaking to me.

"Have you anywhere to go right now?" she said. I nearly feel over. "Did I have anywhere to go? By Ra even if I did I would pass it up if it meant being company as beautiful as yours!" I thought. Although I'm sure she would have appreciated that I decided on something more tactful. "No. I was really just on my way home." I said in my best attempt at a educated sounding voice. "Would you like me to walk you home? The streets of the royal city are getting alot more dangerous these days for woman."

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

I let my eyes wander down his body and contained the laugh that was close to escaping. Oh how his body called to me, his maleness obviously begging for attention. It took reminding myself that we were in public, and that ladies, most certainly not princesses didn't do such things in public.

I had forgotten that the streets were dangerous until he had mentioned it. A fortnight ago I had almost been raped, but some of my father's guards had been patrolling and the rapist had run away, almost as fast as I had. I couldn't imagine what my father would say if I were to be caught gallavanting around the city as if i were a common prostitute.

"Well if you have no where to be," I said seductively, "would you be so kind as to take me to the gardens? I haven't seen them in quite some time, and I always enjoyed them as a child." I didn't tell him that I had enjoyed the other Jahara's company in those gardens so very long ago. "You see," I continued with my lie, "I have been sick ever since the plague and haven't seen much of the city in many years. But now that I have recovered, I need someone to show me what I have long missed. You look like the kind of man who is kind and would help me."

His bulging manhood told me that he would very much like to take me somewhere and pound my wettening female part till I could take no more, but somehow, this young man seemed educated. Not barbaric and starved with lust as was much of the male peasant population these days.

Oh yes, he would play by the rules, this one. And if he played his hand right, there might be more in store for him than he knew. I had my father so tightly wrapped around my fingers these days that he would give me anything I wanted And what I wanted at this moment was not only to have my fleshly desires fufilled, but also the desires of my heart. I wished to be loved and to give my love back. But I had quickly learned that the peasant population was no place to go with my open heart.

I had once been so brave as to take a peasant lover. More than the one night that I had grown accustomed to, we had laughed and talked, shared with one another. I had thought that perhaps he loved me, and I was starting to love him back.

This was only to find out but days later that he had another lover, I saw them together one day while my father and I rode through the city to survey a monument my father was having built in my honor. By law when the royal trumpet sounds all citizens must come to the main street and bow as royalty passes by. I noticed him in the quiet of the peasants, standing with his head bowed. I noticed also the woman at his side, with her hand in his. As soon as we had passed, they kissed, and then I knew that my heart would never be that open again. He noticed me staring at him and I let my eyes burn into him. Taking down my hood to reveal myself to him, I saw that he did indeed recognize me and he blanched at the thought of what I could have done to him. Oh and it was tempting, so very tempting to have the guards take him, bring him to the palace, perhaps cut off his manhood, so that he could never do the things that he loved so much again.

But I was not that cruel. If I had learned anything from my father, it was that cruelty does not do. He had been a good king, a strong king, uniting the upper kingdoms of the Nile. The people lived better than they had under the chaotic rule of the previous split kingdoms. But now my father was dying, had been dying for some time now, and his people cared not whether he lived or died. They cared not because he had been cruel to get his own way. Power comes with a price, and I prayed to Ra everyday that when I came to power I would not be forced to be cruel to the people of the upper kingdoms.

I came back from my thoughts realizing that we were walking and that Jahara seemed lost in thought of his own. I did not disturb his thoughts as we walked, because just like he had brought up memories for me, it was clear that I was bringing up memories for him.

Who was this man I wondered. He was a stranger to me, but somehow he seemed familiar. Even the scent of him was familiar. I walked behind him in silence, admiring his form and wondering what the evening would bring.

 

[Sins666]

Completely lost in my own thoughts I did not even hear what she had said when I agreed. Next thing I knew I was not walking her home but to the royal city public gardens. I was astounded that she even thought twice about me considering she was most certainly from an important family given the way she was dressed and how she acted. Then there was my name, sure I had not given her my last name, but I knew that most of the high families in the city still remembered, and still shunned, my father and I because of the accident so many years ago. Now I was taking the most beautiful women I had ever met to the royal city public gardens, which I knew from experience would be empty at this hour. I just could not figure out what was going on.

To make matters even worse than my confusion already had was the prominent bulge in the front of my tunic. It just would not go away no matter how improper I had told it it was being in front of a lady. That and the fact we were heading to the gardens reminded me of a time just before my father and I had been thrown out of the palace.

Neferteri, the kings daughter, and I had been allowed to go beyond the palace walls to the royal public gardens. Sure they were not more impressive than the private royal gardens but Neferteri and I simply wanted to leave the palace, Neferteri more than I. When we had arrived we immediately took to loosing the guards who had accompanied us. Once we had lost them we were able to stroll freely through the garden without the guards ruining the scenery. While we were walking Neferteri suddenly decided she wanted to brawl and jumped me, she was by far the most improper princess when in private and the most prim and proper in public. After rolling around for a little bit we stopped and it was then I realized that my young manhood was erect and could easily be seen poking a tent in my tunic. Just as my luck would have it Neferteri decided to sit up on her elbows just enough that as she took in the scenery she noticed my predicament. Immediately I moved my hands to block her view but it was too late. She had seen and was immediately curious. Before she was able to get a hold of me I stood up and ran off into the garden brush ashamed.

Eventually my manhood went back to its soft state and I was able to come out of hiding just in time to catch Neferteri and the guards preparing to leave. When we got back to the palace Neferteri began asking me a whole slew of questions about what had happened but at that time I had no answers. She was mad at me for nearly a week, which ended up being just two days before my father and I were kicked from the palace.

All of this remembering had done nothing for my current erectile problem. In fact it had gotten worse. Now not only was it hard and twitching but it was also leaking uncontrollably. The front of my tunic just under my sash there was a decent sized wet spot and it was growing. For some reason this women was driving me completely wild.

Just then I realized we had reached the royal public gardens. Anhai immediately grabbed my wrist and began to drag me around. By the Gods this woman was surely something else.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

The gardens were even more beautiful than I had remembered them. Of course the palace gardens were better, but I had no desire to be anywhere near the palace. I remembered one time when Jahara and I had been here, and I first noticed his manhood. How embarrassed he had been, he had hidden from me. But this was not a time for remembering the past. I was here with this Jahara, and he was very good-looking. I could feel myself getting moister and moister as we walked and I grabbed his wrist, dragging him to the most hidden spot in the gardens. I still remembered it because Jahara and I had hidden from the guards there countless times.

He said nothing as I led him, a sort of stunned "I can't believe this is happening" look on his face. I was used to this look. I got it from just about every peasant that I had trysted with, because I liked to take charge. I was a princess after all, I was used to getting my own way. And in the bedroom, or wherever we might happen to be, I did not hesitate to get what I wanted. What did peasant girls do? Lay under their lovers like a sack of potatoes and wait? Oh no, I was much more active. I liked nothing better than to ride my lovers as if they were a horse. And my lovers seemed to like this as well.

Finally we arrived at the hidden alcove, and I pulled Jahara into it, the sudden movement pushing us against each other, my very enlarged nipples rubbing pushing up against him. His body was hard, but yet soft and he cradled me in his arms, almost taking my breath away. In that moment I kissed him, not caring that I had not been invited, but kissed him licking his dry sunburned lips and carressing his lips with mine. I waited for him to be unshocked and start kissing me back.

 

[Sins666]

I realized to late where she was taking me and I couldn't believe she knew of this place. Neferteri and I's “secret” hiding place. We had escaped the guards more times than I could count by coming to this place. But what happened after she dragged me throw the false wall of brush was even more of a surprise.

As I came out of the thick wall of brush I collided with Anhai, almost knocking her over. Before I knew what I was doing I had wrapped my arms around her to keep her from falling. As I pulled her against my body I could feel her erect nipples pushing into my chest. Rubbing against it with every breath she took. This of course did nothing for my raging manhood. It immediately raged on even harder and I was sure that if she had not noticed before she would know now. I could feel it sandwiched between us twitching against her stomach and continuing to ooze. To top it all off while I was processing all this she kissed me.

Her soft wet lips pressed against my sun dried and cracked lips. Her tongue licking my lips, asking for me not only to kiss her back but to open my mouth to her. Almost without thinking I started to kiss her back. I did not open my mouth to her. I kissed her softly and slowly. Running rough worn hands up and down her back, but staying above her ass.

I was sure that she could feel the wet spot my manhood had created not only on my tunic but now on hers' as well. Sure that she could feel my manhood press up against her even harder as I pulled her tighter into me. She was so soft as I ran my hands down her arms and back up to her face where I gently cupped her face as I continued to kiss her. Now letting my mouth open and sending my tongue out to meet hers and play across her teeth and inside her mouth. Her body was warm and together our bodies dulled the icy touch of night.

All I could do was stand there and kiss her. Lost in her warm mouth and held hostage by her soft lips.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

I could nearly feel the heat rising off his body as we stood in the alcove, kissing passionately. I felt sure that I was just as hot as he was.

I could feel his hardness pressed against my stomach, as well as a very enticing wet feeling spreading across my clothes. As he ran his hands across my back I shivered with the sheer delight of being touched. He was so warm, so delicious not only to look at, but to touch.

I felt as if I wanted to give my whole self to him, but remembering my last lover I quickly snapped out of that train of thought. My friend Jahara and I had convinced his father long ago to put a bench in this alcove, secretly, so that he and I could sit and talk. Years later, it was still here, and I pulled the new Jahara towards it and downwards on top of me.

He fell heavily on top of me and I took the oppurtunity to wrap my legs around him, drawing him closer to myself. I let a little moan escape my throat, I was so hot for him by now, I did not know what I would do if he refused me.

Drawing back from the kiss, I smiled up at him seductively and reached a hand up to caress his face, using the other hand to tug at the lacing in his tunic. My sex throbbed and I ground it against his leg slightly as I fought to free him of his clothing.

All of this was happening so fast, and I was so accustomed to getting what I wanted. What if he didn't want it? In my momentary clear mental state, I brought my hand away from his tunic, giving him a final oppurtunity to reject or accept me.

 

[Sins666]

First I was just kissing her and she was kissing me. She was shivering in my arms as I caressed her. Next she pulling me towards the bench. A bench my father had both built and installed in this special place. Even then he had understood how hard it was for both his son and the kings daughter to get away from the royal life. He understood that children could not grow up “normal” just existing in the royal court and fully endorsed Neferteri and I's forays to this secret and secluded place.

By now she had pulled me down on to the bench on top of her. Her legs wrapping around my torso pulling me even harder into her as she moaned. She pulled her head away smiled seductively at me, reaching a hand up to caress my face. I smiled back and caressed her face in turn, running my thumb over her puffy lips now wet and slightly swollen from kissing. She took her other hand from my back and began pulling at the tie strings to my tunic trying to free me of it. Rubbing her sex into my leg leaving a damp patch on leg letting me she wanted it as much as I did.

Then she seemed to just stop. The look on her face changed from a look of lust to one of contemplation. She was giving me, and herself, a chance to stop. As I looked down into her eyes, the doors to her soul, for a second I could see the pain of past failed loves. I smiled at her and leaned down and kissed her, not on the lips but on the forehead. Then I kissed her again on the bridge of her nose, then the tip of her nose, then under one eye and then the other. Moving from one cheek and then the next. Nibbling on each ear whispering “I won't hurt you” and then “We can stop whenever you want”. Then I moved down and began kissing, sucking and licking her neck, then moving down to her shoulders and then back up again to her neck. Leaving a trail of wet kisses as I went.

Finally coming back to her lips I held my face close to hers but not touching. Looked her in the eyes, running the back of my hand down her cheek, I said “Its up to you where this goes from here. We can get up and leave here and pretend that nothing ever happened. Or, we can stay. Its all up to you. I'll do nothing you do not want to do.” Then I kissed her. Not like the lust filled ones of before but I kissed her softly and slowly. Pouring care and compassion into it hoping she would understand.

I knew she wouldn't understand that I would never want to defile a place where I had spent many a wonderful day with my only childhood friend. That I would never disgrace one of my fathers last standing works, this bench, by hurting her. After seeing the pain flash over her eyes I could have cared less about my erect manhood begging for release.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

My eyes nearly welled with tears at his kind words. "I won't hurt you," he said. "We can stop whenever you want." He kissed me up and down my neck, making me shiver with pleasure. When he told me it was up to me what we did and he wouldn't pressure me, I was awed. If I had came onto any other man as hard as I had already come onto him, that man would have forced me even if I had said no. There was something so different about him, but still I could not ignore the feeling that he was familiar to me.

"Yes," I thought. Something about him made me want to give my heart to him, damn if it was broken. They say we learn from our mistakes, but I didn't feel as if he were a mistake. Being in this place with him, right now, where my childhood friend and I had played so many years before felt so right somehow. I did not even feel as if I were betraying Jahara, because I was with Jahara, although he was different. Not to mention Jahara had never professed any great love for me. And I sensed that he respected this place, with his words. He surely hadn't been shocked that it existed even though I was almost sure no one knew of this place besides my old playmate and myself.

I returned to myself to find that I was absentmindedly playing with the lacing of his tunic again. He was still looking at me, waiting for permission to either continue what we had started or to get up and walk away. I looked into his dark brown eyes and felt completely comfortable.

"There is no place I would rather be in this moment, then right here with you," I breathed into his ear. I eased back slowly, letting my cheek rub against his clean-shaven one. And in that moment wavering between should I or shouldn't I, I made a choice. He would wait for me I felt sure. I sat up slowly, and he sat up as well. The bench was wide enough, so I scooted myself farther in between his legs and wrapped my legs around either side of his body. Leaning into his strong chest I whispered, "Just hold me, please."

 

[Sins666]

My face hovering just above hers' leaning down every few seconds to kiss her neck, cheek or shoulder I waited for her. I wouldn't make another move till she said yes or no. As I hovered over her looking into her eyes and watching her face I could tell that my words had caused her to think. It did not and would not bother me if she wanted to stop. So I waited and watched as she thought.

Eventually, I do not now how long, but she seemed to come back to the here and now. She had started playing with the lacing on my tunic again but that seemed to be more of an absentminded fiddling thing than a signal of whether to move forward or not. Then she leaned her face into mine as I came down to kiss her neck and whispered “There is no place I would rather be in this moment then right here with you,” she said as she started to sit up, forcing me to sit up on my knees as well. Instead of staying on the bench she moved up onto my lap and I could feel the wetness of her sex that had wet the back of her clothes.

During the whole process of sitting up her face never left its place next to mine until we had come to sit straight up did she move her head and place it against my chest and said in a whisper “Just hold me, please.”. I moved a hand up to her and began to stroke her hair. “Whatever you want.” I said and leaned down and kissed her on the top of her forehead holding her tightly against me.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

"Is it possible to fall in love at first sight,"I thought as he kissed my forehead and held me.

Our current position reminded me of my mother, how she had used to take me onto her lap, rock me, and hum a long forgotten tune. My mother had died when I was five, leaving me with a nanny who cared only about raising her position in the courts.

But it came back to me on that night, that tune my mother used to hum, and I hummed it now sandwiched between his arms and his body. Just like a little child I rocked us, back and forth. His arms around me were so comforting and I did not want the feeling to end, but I knew it must. Surely hours had passed since I had first run into him and my father would perhaps already looked for me.

But for the moment I rocked and hummed and let my song be a prayer to the gods, that they would let me keep him.

After what seemed like hours, he quietly holding me and me rocking and humming, I knew I had to go or risk being caught and my hopes of seeing him ever again dashed. "I must go," I said softly, willing my voice to indicate that I did not want to. "Will you meet me again?" I asked, breathlessly hoping the answer would be yes.

 

[Sins666]

I was sitting there just holding her, not moving anything other than my hand that was stroking her hair, when she started hum lilting tune. As she hummed she began to rock, slowly, moving me with her. This continued for what seemed like hours and wondered if maybe she had fallen sleep.

Soon after, without even moving she said “I must go.”. It was clear though that she had to go for the sake of her parents and not because she wanted to. “Will you meet me again.” she said in a voice bordering on pleading. I just nodded and said “Will you let me walk you home?”

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

"Will you let me walk you home?," he asked softly. I almost said yes, but knew that it was not possible.

"You can't, although I wish you would," I said. "My father would call down the gods upon us both if he saw us. Don't worry," I assured him. "I will be alright." I let my finger trace the line of his strong jawbone, not wanting to leave this place ever, but knowing I must.

Slowly untangling myself from his body, I rose and stood in front of him. "Meet me in these gardens, in this alcove, as soon as the sun touches the desert tomorrow night. Agreed?"

 

[Sins666]

I couldn't do anything as she unwrapped her body from mine. A sudden chill coursed through my body as her body warmth left me. I wanted to reach out and pull her back to me, to beg her to stay, just a little longer I thought.

But I couldn't do that. I had just met her and had no right to ask something like that of her. So I did the only thing I could and nodded my agreement.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

And so I left him, with one final caress of his face. I parted the thick wall of brush and stepped through it, all the while my eyes trained on his face.

As the brush closed behind me, I immediately took off at a run, sprinting as fast as my legs would carry me, for I could not throw off the feeling of foreboding that shivered down my spine. I had stayed too long, careless really.

The desert sand blew behind me, seemingly trying to speed my journey, and it was not long before I reached the palace wall where I could climb over and return to royal life. I quickly shed my peasant headwrap and hid it in the withered tree that stood beside the wall. Climbing up over the wall, I dropped down on the other side, safely within palace boundries.

I made my way up to my room, still uneager to be seen wandering the palace. That was sure to bring many questions about my intentions. My breath caught in my throat as guards passed in a corridor in front of me. I flattened myself against the wall. Luckily I was not seen, and I entered my quarters without further trouble.

I undressed slowly, my undergarment still wet from my excitement earlier. I was glad that I had waited now, there were so many memories in that old place, and I felt I could not give myself wholly to this new man, until I had found out exactly what had happened to the old one.

My senses tingled with the feeling that I was not alone in the room and surely enough, as I spun towards the balcony, my guard Enkil was pulling back the curtains, letting himself into my private chambers.

It did not bother me to be naked in front of him, he had had seen me many times before. Enkil had been my favorite lover, before he was made a eunuch. I felt sad at that fact, but that was still not what bothered me. What bothered me was that now I knew he knew, he had been waiting for me to return.

"Your little games are over, Princess," he said with a slight sneer on his face. I flushed at his words, not with shame, but with anger.

"You speak as if you had power over me, when it is I who have power over you," I said venomously. "Do not forget that in due time I will rule, and your fate may not go so well if you decide to challenge me now."

"Perhaps after hearing what I have to tell your father tonight, he will change his mind about letting you rule."

"Ah, Enkil," I said softly, stepping to him. "Was your heart and soul really taken along with your manhood?" I asked caressing his face gently with my hand. "Why is it that you seek to hurt me, when all the other guards have accepted their dark fate."

"Because I do not believe your promises that we will be happy after you are Queen."

"When have I ever given you reason to believe that I am lying?" I questioned.

"When you took me to your bed and told me it would be ok, and then 5 months later I ended up like this. Broken and unable to ever again feel the pleasures of the flesh," he spat, making me back away at his rage.

"It was not because of me that my father found out our secret, I told no one. And I know how you men of the guard like to brag. Perhaps one of you let it slip to my father's guard," I told him. I turned my back on him, not wanting to see the hatred seeping from his eyes. That just seemed to make him angry even further.

"Oh yes, Princess, turn your back so you do not have to see. Turn your back the way you did on that day, so you do not have to see the pain."

"How many times must I apologize, before you will accept?" I asked. "What would you have me do?"

"You will not leave the palace again, Princess, of that I will make sure," he said with a note of finality and then swept from my quarters.

Such trouble, and after the lovely night I had returned from. I made up my mind that if he was not telling my father this very moment, I would convince my father to move him to a different area of the palace in the morning.

Sleep did not come easily to me that night, and when it did it was plagued by memories of Jahara, my old friend, and Jahara, my hot new lover, and also of Enkil.

 

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Even though I had promised myself that I would not follow her I could not help myself. I counted to twenty after she had left and then I got up off the bench and moved quickly from the hidden alcove. It seemed second nature to me to move in complete silence. “Huh,” I thought “I guess I never will forget how.”

When my father and I lived on the streets we did beg for a time and we were eventually taken in by the old widow who knows houses us but there was a time between begging and moving in with the widow that gave me the skills do what I was doing.

I knew where to find them and I knew they craved desperate people like my father and I. Once I had found them it was easy to convince them to take my father and I in in exchange that I agree to steal for them. So began my life as a thief.

They trained me for what seemed like weeks in ragged houses and back alleys. Showing me how to be silent no matter what the conditions were. Once I had been sufficiently trained they set me loose so to speak. My father and I were given a small hut just outside the city. Nearly every day someone would come and knock at our door but leave without a trace before I got there leaving only a small scroll with what I was to do.

I rarely ever failed the first time and when I did it was not long after that I would return and claim what I had come for the first time. Life was livable and I was good at what I did. I hated stealing but I told myself that it was for my father and eventually I would find a reputable job to make a living by and therefore could stop stealing.

As the weeks wore on I realized that the possibilities of finding a legitimate job were not good and it would be a long time before I could stop stealing. Once I realized that I knew I had to make a choice. I could either continue to steal for the rest of my life and most likely become one of the top thieves in Egypt or I could stop now, before I got too good and well known, and become a beggar again with my father. It took a long time but eventually I made the hard choice to stop. I declined jobs and left the hut that had been given to me. My father and I returned to the streets. Luckily thought this time it was not long before the old widow took my father and I in.

So here I am now following a woman I have just met, and most likely just fallen in love with, using the skills I thought I had left behind me years ago. But instead I found that it was all very familiar, like family, and I moved easily into the role of Anhai's shadow. I followed about a pyramids corner stone behind her. I followed her along the palace wall making sure to stay out of site and to be silent.

It was not long before she stopped. “What is she doing?” I thought “Why has she stopped? Is she tired?”. While I was pondering the reasons I was amazed when I saw her turn towards the palace wall and jump to grab the top ledge. She made quick work of getting over it and soon disappeared behind it. Quickly shaking myself from my daze I scurried over the wall in time to see her taking off her head wrap in a withering tree.

Then it struck me as I watched her walk purposely up to the palace. I realized that the childhood friend she had spoken of, Jahara, was me. Even though she did not recognize me I knew that I was the Jahara from her past. I knew too that she was not really Anhai but Neferteri,. Imhoteps' daughter. I was completely awe struck. So much so that a passing guard nearly caught me. Luckily I was able to hide before he saw me and I was able to make my way back over the wall.

Once back outside the wall I started thinking about what had happened. I wondered what her father had told her about what happened to my father and I. I wondered about many things regarding both the past and the present. As I was thinking and walking I failed to realize that I had started back to the gardens and before long I was back at the hidden alcove. I laid down on the bench and although I didnt feel tired I was soon asleep. Dreaming of the past, present and furture.

 

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I was up before the light touched the desert the next morning, pacing about my quarters and trying to come up with the exact words I should use with my father. My questions would no doubt make him upset and angry at me, and I wanted to avoid that if it was at all possible.

So that was the plan. First I would ask my father to remove Enkil as my guard. And then I would ask him the truth of what had happened to Jahara. The day felt good to me, and I hoped there would be no serious repercussions stemming from last night.

Even being his daughter, it was important to make a good appearance in front of the king. Opening the double doors plated with gold I stepped briefly into the hall, giving the guard on my left orders to fetch my maid servants. He was Ahmose, and I loved him as dearly as a brother. He bid me good morning, and hurried to do as I had asked. I turned to see the guard on the right and it was Enkil, the last person I wanted to deal with this early in the morning.

"Good morning, Princess," he snarled, shooting daggers at me with his eyes.

I could hear the giggles of my maid servants coming from down the corridor and decided that I would try and put a stop to this hatred from Enkil. "Enter my chamber, Enkil," I commanded him, and he did halting just inside the room.

"Good morning, Princess," my maid servants chimed and I returned their greeting. They entered my quarters and quickly set about the task which I had called them for, drawing my bath water and perfuming it.

Ahmose noticed that I had called Enkil into my quarter and smiled at me. "Be gentle with him, Princess," he urged me. I showed my agreement with a quick kiss on his cheek, and then returned to my room, shutting the doors behind me.

I did not look at Enkil, nor speak to him as the maids prepared my bath. I simply undressed. Finally, they finished and I walked towards the bath.

"Leave us," I told them and they all scurried out of the room, the closing of the doors echoing in the silence. "Come, Enkil," I said reaching out a hand to him. He obeyed and approached me silently.

What I was about to do, may seem sexual in its manner, but at the time it was not. It was comfort that I sought to give Enkil, nothing sexual about it. He stood in front of me silently as I let one hand caress his face, the other hand undoing the clasp of his royal guard ensemble. I looked up into his eyes, and saw that he was fighting to keep the look of hatred on his face. Gently, oh so gently, I undid the loincloth that covered his lower half and then lowered myself into the waiting bath.

I reached out my hand to him again, bidding him to step into the bath with me, and he did so. He sat in front of me and I wrapped my legs around his body, put my arms around his waist and cradled him.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked me, hatred no longer in his voice.

"Enkil, you and I were once lovers, and more than that we were friends. I cannot bear to see you like this day after day, for it breaks my heart."

He was silent and I began to gently massage his shoulders.

"Do not hate me, for you know if I could have stopped it from happening, I would have. You also know that I did everything in my power to stop it, but my father was in a rage, and did not listen to me." He nodded slightly, so I continued. "What would you have me do?" I asked. "How can I relieve your suffering?"

"I wish only to be close to you," he murmered. "Well I know that we can never be close as we used to be, but do not put me away completely. You have been so cold ever since that day, escaping to your common men. You never once stopped to think that you were hurting me, you were hurting all of us."

And that was true. I had spent a week mourning with my guards after their loss and then my lust for pleasure had returned. My guards, who had been with me, some since I had been born, others who I had chosen, had been abandoned. They used to sleep with me, not as sexual pleasure, but as comfort, their hands touching my skin, reassuring me that I was safe as I slumbered. They used to come to me with any problems that they had, and I used to listen. They used to be in my quarters all the time, laughing, playing a card game, talking amongst themselves, relaxing. Now I kept them at bay, two guards outside my quarters at all times, the rest of the time they were in their quarters. And I realized in that moment that I had been selfish. Not only had I been wrapped up in the outside world, but I had not wanted to see the pain and suffering on their faces. And so I had abandoned them.

"What you speak is true, Enkil. I can see that now, and for all I have done to you, I am truly sorry," I realized I was crying and my tears were falling onto his shoulders as I hugged him.

"I accept your apology, Princess," he replied and for the first time in a long time he smiled and I gently kissed his lips as he turned his face towards mine.

"Good," I smiled. "Let us finish bathing, I need to speak to my father, and then if all goes well with him perhaps it is time to ressurect old habits."

I was glad that he was no longer angry with me, and wondered how many of the other guards felt as if I had betrayed them. I knew that I had to deal with their pain now, because they were my guards for life. They were loyal to me, and they trusted in me. I needed to be loyal to them and trust them back.

As we finished bathing, and dressed ourselves, I told Enkil which guards I wanted to take with me when I went to see my father. He hastened to do my bidding, and I tried to calm my stomach, which was now turning in my body, nervous to find out what exactly was the truth about Jahara.

 

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I slept well into mid-morning only rising when the sun broke through the alcove tree tops. My mind was still awash with the revelation of the previous night. At first I could not figure out why she would lie to me or not recognize me but eventually I noticed that the lack of palace food had caused me to loose a fair amount of weight, the physical labor helped as well.

I debated for a minute whether or not I should just wait the rest of the day for Neferteri in the alcove but my stomach made it quite clear that I had to leave or else. When I left the alcove I could still remember the apprehension I had felt when I was following Anhai, who was in fact Neferteri, late last night. I left the public gardens from a rear side pass instead of the main entrance as a short cut to the main road that would lead to home.

As I walked home I kept thinking about Neferteri and how she and I were to meet again in the public gardens in the small alcove. It now made sense how she had known about the alcove seeing how she was the one with whom I had shared it with many years ago. I was not mad at her for not telling me the truth because it was obvious that while she knew my name she most certainly did not think I was the same person, the same pudgy child from her childhood. I wonder what her father had told her about the sudden disappearance of my father and I from the palace? Did he lie to her and tell her we had been reassigned to another project? Did he tell her that we had left on our own and he had no idea where we were? Did he say he had killed my father and I due to some infraction of the law and that he could do nothing to stop the high priests from carrying out justice?

While I was lost in thought I nearly walked right past my house. Even just outside the house I could smell breakfast wafting out into the street. Apparently the old woman who had taken us in had been a cook for a very wealthy family but had been discharged when she had gotten to old in their eyes to continue to cook. It was amazing that they could think such a thing as even now she was up before father or I and had breakfast ready when we awoke. That or we would awake to the smells of her cooking. The only downside was that she had become acclimated to fixing large portions so she almost always had more food prepared than my father and I could eat in one sitting.

When I entered the house I was greeted with a barrage of questions regarding where I had been all night and with whom. I lied and told them I had made some friends in the city and they had taken me out drinking only to leave me in a room at an inn where I awoke and rushed home as fast as I could. Both the old woman and my father seemed satisfied and invited me to hurriedly eat my breakfast before it was thrown out. Although I had not escaped the fleet of glaring looks from both of them as I ate.

 

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Palace Coup-Part 1

The guards that I trusted the most entered my quarters all with smiles on their faces. It seemed Enkil had informed them of my change of heart. I smiled back at them.

"Good morning, Princess," said Djedi, my third favorite guard. He was one that I had chosen when I was old enough to chose. He was young and handsome and I had always enjoyed his company. All the guards bowed to me, but I didn't want to feel like a stranger among them anymore.

"Please don't do that," I asked them. "We are all friends here, so there is no need to bow to me. All I ask of you is your continuing respect and loyalty." And I hugged each one of them in turn.

"If I may ask, Princess, what is it that you will talk to your father about?" asked Kawab, another that I had chosen.

I sighed. If they didn't know about my running away, I was going to tell them now. "Well I'm sure you all know," I began. "In an attempt to ocassionally escape palace life, I have been disguising myself and going out beyond the palace walls." None of them looked shocked to hear this information, so I assumed Enkil had told them. "Last night, I ran into a peasant named Jahara, which you may also know is the name of my only childhood friend. I only wish to know exactly what happened to him."

The older guards exchanged looks of concern. "You know something, don't you?" I asked. "Enkil, Pait, Tui, please tell me what it is that you know."

They exchanged looks again, obviously unwilling to tell me. That could only mean it was bad news.

"Princess, we were ordered on pain of death not to tell you," said Tui. "It would be better for you to ask your father."

"But he will be angry you asked," added Pait.

I sighed again. How bad could it be? Perhaps my father would be so angry with me that he would choose someone to rule in my place, an idea that was not all that upsetting. But still, I longed to do something for the people, as many people still lived in poverty. My father had been more concerned about making the Upper Nile a whole kingdom.

"Will you excuse me for one moment, Princess?" I waved my hand at Enkil indicating a yes, and began to pace in front of the double doors. They were acting as if it would be a horrible thing when I asked, and now I didn't know what to do.

"How angry will he be, Pait?"

"I cannot honestly answer your question, Princess. Many years have passed since it happened, the king may not remember well, or his heart may have been softened. He is dying after all. But I do not know."

I resumed pacing and Enkil reentered the chamber again shortly afterwards. Well it was now or never. I had to know.

"I will take my chances," I informed them as I opened the doors to my quarters and walked nervously into the hall. They flanked me as good guards should do, Pait and Tui in the front, Enkil and Ahmose at my sides, and Kawab and Djedi bringing up the rear. It seemed ridiculous that I would have to bring six guards with me, just to talk to my own father, but after all he had his own wife killed for cheating on him with a guard, or so the palace gossipers told me.

I felt Enkil's hand slipping into mine as we walked and he raised my hand to his lips to place a light kiss on it. "I do not think it will end badly princess, but if by chance your father decides to do something foolish, every guard in this palace is behind you."

I breathed in sharply when he said that, for I knew what he had been doing in the short time he was gone. "All of them?" I asked him.

"They tire of your father's cruelty and long to see a change," he whispered as we reached the enormous doors that led to the throne room.

We paused and I turned to him, his hand still in mine. "You must promise me that they or you will not attempt anything before it is his time. I do not want the guilt of an assasination ruining my reign."

He nodded his agreement. "I am simply informing you of your options."

Pait had opened the throne room doors and I whispered my thanks to Enkil as we entered. My father was sitting on the throne, looking old and tired. His own guards stood on either side of him, although I saw the bow of their heads to me as I entered. The guards had always spread news quickly amongst themselves.

I went through the usual routine of coming before my father. I bowed low, and the guards bowed even lower. I raised my head enough to see that my father was eyeing the six guards that I had brought with me, no doubt wondering why I had brought them.

"My child," he said. "Please, come closer."

I acquiesed to his request and stepped as close to him as I dared. My father was still strong, despite his illness, and I did not want to be within arms reach of him.

"Why have you come before me today, and brought so many guards with you?" he raised his voice in question.

"Father, you know that my guards come with me everywhere. These are simply the ones that wanted to accompany me today and though I do not need them, I could not refuse their request," I lied through my teeth.

He accepted the explanation and was clearly waiting for me to state my business.

I took a deep breath and said, "Father, I have come because I want to know what happened to Jahara, and his father the former palace architect." I saw his eyes flash. "The truth, if you please."

"I thought we settled this matter years ago," he said, his voice already rising.

"We did, but I am no longer satisfied with the explanation that was given," I said boldly. He opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off. "Father, I know you know that even though we were young, Jahara and I had a special relationship. In fact," I paused for a moment. "I was in love with Jahara." I heard a sharp intake of breath coming from Enkil, but I pressed on anyhow. "I feel that if he were really in the Lower Kingdom of the Nile as you have told me, he would have at least contacted me, for I know that he felt the same as I did." The guards around me appeared to be holding their breaths. I had been much more bold with my father than I had meant to be, but I knew now that he had lied and I resented it.

He had risen from his throne as I was speaking, and now his face was flushed with anger. "How...dare...you," he spat, nearly choking on the words. He took a step closer to me, and I automatically backed away. I felt rather than saw Enkil and Ahmose step closer to me, knew that their hands were on the hilt of the swords they wore. Unfortunately, my father noticed it too.

 

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Palace Coup- Part 2

He called for the rest of his guard, who came rapidly onto the raised throne platform from behind him. They saw with a mere glimpse what was happening and most stayed frozen on the dais. "So, you have come to challenge me then, Neferteri? Would you take my place on the throne before I have died?" His rage was barely contained, but I had seen something I had never seen before in my father's eyes. Fear, and he had not even noticed that his guard was not protecting him the way they should be.

I thought about my words before I opened my mouth. "Father, I have watched you reign in cruelty and terror all my life. I have no desire to take this throne in violence." That much was true. "The guard are simply concerned with my well-being and perhaps moved before action was called for."

"So what you are saying, Neferteri, is that your guards are now only loyal to you and not to the palace as they have pledged to do."

I could not answer that because even though Enkil had said they were all behind me, I could not speak for all of the royal guard, nor my own royal guard.

"I do not know, father," I said honestly. "You would have to ask them."

He snarled as he turned to Enkil, who was the captain of my guard. "Well?" he asked impatiently.

"We will not hesitate to protect what is precious to us," said Enkil, looking directly at my father. That in itself was a direct challenge as guards were to bow their heads when looking at royalty.

"Kill him!" my father screamed at the guard on his left. The guard made no movement and my father looked at him in suprise. He turned to the guard at his back who still stood frozen on the dais. "Kill them both!" he roared and I could see now that the fear was growing within him. The guards at his back began to move, but it was not to do as he had commanded. They formed a circle around him, his very own captain of the guard drew his sword and placed it at my father's throat. Another guard pulled my fathers sword from its sheath and flung it out of reach.

It all had happened so fast, and I didn't know what to do now. My father was helpless, both my guard and his had their swords drawn and they were apparently waiting for me to decide his fate. It was fairly obvious to me that after this my father could not go on ruling, because no one would listen to him. But I also did not want bloodshed in the throne room.

The whole thing was like a nightmare. I was not ready to rule yet, and I felt annoyed that it was happening now. But it had happened, the guard had shown where their loyalties lay, and my father stood trembling, looking at me with hatred in his eyes.

"I did not mean for it to happen like this, father, and for that I apologize. I simply wanted to know the truth about Jahara." I motioned to the guard around him, "They grow tired of your unending cruelty, as do I. I had hoped that with this illness you would soften, but I see now you are just as cold and uncaring as ever." Again, I paused, allowing my words to sink in. "There will be no bloodshed here today, but you and I both know that you can no longer rule." What would I do with him? I didn't want to put him in prison, after all he was my father. I made up my mind in a split second. "If you go quietly, you may stay in the palace. But be assured that there will be guards watching your every move. If you decide to cause trouble, I will allow the guards to whatever they see fit to you. I'm sure my guard especially are quite eager for vengeance."

He said nothing, but I saw defeat in his eyes. The great reign of King Imhotep was over, it was Queen Neferteri's turn to rule. I wondered briefly how the people would take the news.

"Take him away," I said quietly and a few of his guards hurried to do as I had asked. I stepped toward the throne and turned to look at the guards, my guards. All of them flattened themselves to the ground, bowing before me. "Rise," I said and as they rose I bowed back to them. "Thank you for the great loyalty you have shown me this day. It will not be forgotten." I sank onto the throne, massaging my temples. What a day and it was barely noon.

So for my first words as Queen. "I hope that in the time to come you will not only be my guards, but will become my friends as well. Do not hesitate to come to me, whatever your problem may be." I thought for a second more. "And I would also ask that you not bow, as you did to my father. A simple bow of the head will do if you must. And you may look at me when your speaking to me." I smiled at Enkil. "I will not take it as an insult."

It seemed that the palace guard collectively breathed a sigh of relief, and I felt the mood in the room lighten. They still stood there though, and I realized they were waiting to be told what to do.

I laughed at my stupidity and said, "I ask only the guards who entered the throne room with me today to remain, the rest of you are free for the moment to do whatever pleases you." They all bowed to me from the waist, old habits died hard. But we had time to work on it.

As the doors to the throne room shut, I looked at my guards. They would always be closer to me, having been with me longer than the rest. I loved them, not a sexual love, but a friendly love. I knew I would have their love and support, possibly for the rest of my life.

"What happened to Jahara and his father?" I asked them, remembering the reason this had all started.

The three older guards all tried to speak at once, but it was Pait who answered. "There was an accident with a pyramid and your father lost his temper. He blamed Jahara's father and cut off his tongue and his hands. Then he threw them out of the palace, out onto the street, and as far as I know they live in this city still."

I sat silently, digesting this new information. If they lived in the royal city, was it possible? Was the new Jahara really the same as my old childhood friend? I had felt something familiar about him. But Jahara was a common male name, there could be many Jahara's in the city. And this Jahara was muscled, lean, but of course that would make sense if he and his father were now living on the streets in poverty. I wondered if he knew that I was me. Surely if he recognized me he would have said something, no? As I thought about these things, a guard came into the throne room announcing the request of the royal high priest, Amenakht, to see me.

"Let him enter," I said. That was when I knew that by now the news must be all over the city.

Amenakht came shuffling into the throne room for he was old and walked slowly. His back barely allowed him to prostate himself before me.

This time I was not so slow. "Rise, Amenakht, Royal High Prist of Ra." I had heard my father say that many times before.

He rose slowly and addressed me. "Queen Neferteri, ruler of the Upper Kingdoms of the Nile, your humble servant pledges his unending loyalty to your majesty." All these procedings were tiring, but necessary as they were tradition to the court. This was just the first of an endless line of high court people that would have to come and pledge their loyalty to the new ruler.

"I accept your pledge," I bowed my head.

"Queen Neferteri, the people have recieved the news of your taking your father's place on the throne. As is tradition, the priests request that you make the honorary journey through the royal city, tomorrow at noon, so that all may take note of their new queen. A coronation will take place after this journey, and you will be officially named queen."

Did I mention I hated being a royal sometimes? So many rules and traditions that had to be followed, and this was even before I was the official queen.

"Very well," I said to Amenakht, acknowledging his request and accepting it.

"Thank you, Queen Neferteri," he finished and bowed low again, taking his time to exit the throne room.

As soon as the doors had closed I let out a loud sigh and a few of the guards laughed. I had not kept it secret how royal life bored me sometimes, it had been bad as a princess, it would be even worse now that I was Queen.

I returned to my thoughts about Jahara. I had so many new things to think about, but for some reason I couldn't get him out of my head. They had to be the same people. I had felt so drawn to him for some unexplainable reason, but now I knew why. But the question was, had he recognized me? Or had he really believed that I was just another peasant girl. I only knew that I had to see him again, but I did not want to give away the secret by bringing him to the palace.

I called Ahmose and Enkil closer to me and hastily consulted with them. Tonight I would pull my final escape from palace life. I would go to see Jahara, they would wait for me, and if all went well, I would bring him back to the palace. I could not beleive my father's cruelty, and wished to bring he and his father back to royal life, if they desired it.

I spent the rest of the day being visited by high court scribes, priests and other various peoples, but I hardly payed attention as they made their pledges to me. I was eagerly awaiting the evening, and the moment when I would see Jahara again.

 

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That was fun

OOC(yeah I need to go to bed and stop writing lol)