"For as long as the sun rises to kiss the sky, I swear by Ra that I shall love you all the days of my life."
Azadeh is a skilled Hebrew scribe invited to tutor a young Egyptian princess with both arithmetic and various languages. At the palace, she...
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I carry my mother's story fresh in the back of my mind where on rare occasions like this, I sit down and smooth out its wrinkles in the deepest recesses of my memory.
The story of a peasant slave girl and that of a king they called pharaoh.
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Were it not for their meeting, I would not be sitting here and feeling the cool polished tile under my feet, but that of fresh earth instead.
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My mother had been a lowly scribe.
A title bestowed upon her for the knowledge and different languages she could carry on her tongue. Her world had changed when she was offered as a scribe for the lovely queen Nefret.
Her hair had been as black as a raven's wing with eyes as blue as the ocean.
My father's eyes were like golden amber. His ebony shoulders held up not only a kingdom, but the hopes and expectations of a dynasty.
A legacy came at a heavy price as he was pressured to marry and produce an heir. His heart had been set in stone and undecided until he had met my mother.
Upon the banks of the Nile and hidden among the papyrus grass, they had met.
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Their kiss hidden from foreign and wandering eyes.
The story of a regal scribe with wit and that of a courageous king.
A love story that has been hidden and not forgotten.
