I felt pathetic, the Gods know what shall happen if I was found by my lord in such a pitiful state. Although I do thank the Gods, for sending me a form of comfort in this time.
Without another word, Zahi as well as I made our way to the courtyard to assist the laborers, who were straining themselves, lifting huge pots, and statues, that had fallen due to what I take as a celebration that had taken place. Figures. Of Course there would be such an event due to an entire nation being thrilled by our capture.
The sound of limestone bases being forced against the polished stone floors, makes the hairs on my neck stand. Zahi gives me a reassuring smile before we part ways to begin the tidying of our assigned portion of the court.
I was not sure exactly where to start, as I picked up a strange shining blue box, containing small blue pieces inside. As oblivious as I was, I stood there examining it, curiously.
It seemed to be a form of entertainment. Maybe for a small child. I started to smile as I imagined what young soul found excitement in such a simple box.
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Love Of The Cruel
RomanceThis is going to be my reentering into the writing world . Love of the cruel , is about a nervous , yet optimistic Nubian girl , and her time with the general , 2nd son of the pharaoh , as she is captured during the fall of Nubi...
