You stare at the king of Sparta with a deep frown on your face.
The fact that the owner of the previous body has fallen for such a vile man is amusing.
Archimedes didn't bring his wife along with him as you had requested.
But, he did bring his daughter, Selene with him, who is the same age as your son, Aten.
You stare at the Spartan king emotionlessly as he smirks at you.
"You don't seem happy with my arrival, may I ask why?" You snort at his words.
"It doesn't matter what I feel about you, we are here to secure peace, nothing more"
Archimedes frowns at your attitude, not believing that you just said those words to him.
But, he isn't going to give up anytime soon.
"You know, what a wonderful coincidence, your son's name is Aten, while my daughter's name is Selene, my sun queen"
Aten means sun god in ancient Egyptian.
While Selene means moon goddess in Greek.
"Queen? I'm the pharaoh of Egypt, not the Queen" you correct him.
"Why are you acting like that, did your husband brainwash you?" Archimedes spats.
"No, I just realized that I'm not into married men" you mock, crossing one leg over the other while leaning back into your chair.
"I can leave her, would that make things a lot easier" you roll your eyes.
"I'm not a homewrecker, stay with your wife, take care of your daughter, and stop chasing after women" you state.
You sign for Akhn to walk over, the moment he reaches you, he hands you a scroll, and also does the same with the spartan king.
"What is this?"
"The renewal of the peace treaty between Sparta and Egypt" you explain.
"I won't sign it" Archimedes announces, causing you to raise an eyebrow.
But, before you could say anything, the army general, Asimamun, cuts in the conversation, having had enough with the spartan man's attitude.
"I think it would be in your best interest to sign the treaty, your highness"
Asimamun's tone held a threatening tone.
Archimedes doesn't remove his eyes from you.
"I wish to speak to you alone"
You frown but comply with his wishes.
"Leave us alone" you order politely, giving an assuring look to Asimamun, Akhn, and the soldiers.
They obey your words without a second thought, leaving you alone with the king.
He stands up from his chair, walking over to you.
The moment, he stands beside your chair, he leans his head closer to yours to stare you directly in the eyes.
He pulls you by the hair tightly.
"Who are you?"
"Huh?"
You are surprised by his sudden question.
"You heard me, the real (Y/n) doesn't act like that"
You stand up from your chair, not panicked by his words.
"If your (Y/n) was a naive woman, then I'm not"
You shove his hand away from your hair.
"I'm not someone who steals married men from their wives"
Archimedes chuckles as if to mock you.
"You are a who-" you cut him off.
"If I'm a whore, then you won't mind if I start a war and end your fucking reign"
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𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐎𝐇| 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐌
Historical FictionEvery ruler has their harem, don't they? But yours are beyond toxic and would do anything to sit on the throne beside you as the king of Egypt.
