Agent00 Oneshots

Prince Muktar 3

  There were visitors coming, from across the land.

You and the King were assisted with alot of morning tasks for the afternoon arrival. The Hittites.

From your understanding, they were a common enemy to Egypt, trying to tear down its royal dynasty.

King Muktar, wouldn't tell you exactly why they were to meet with an enemy, knowing the risk. But, because Muktar was tired of hearing Zars mouth, and how good it would be to be allies with a common enemy, he took the chance.

" Tell everyone to suit up and be ready. We can't take any chances."

" Din? Are you sure about this?" You asked, allowing one of your assistants to place a Ascan headpiece onto your head.

By the silence of your husband, he wasn't too sure.

" It won't be easy, beautiful. These...people. We had a run in with them a while ago when my father was alive. I was 15 and we sold them cattle."

" Are we selling them cattle today?"

Din didn't say anything for seconds.

" Something like that."

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You and Din were high in your Thrones, looking down at everyone attending you.

Just by the look of the men standing in the middle of the floor with five slaves on display.

" What is this?" Asked Din.

The leader of the Hittites, King Suppiluliuma, stood with his assistant.

He stood tall, firm, confident, even with the risk of dying he stood alone. No chariots waiting on the outside and he made his voice heard.

" Five of my best slaves!" King Suppil, looked at you. His eyes looking very mesmerized by the sight of you.

" I see you finally married."

You looked at Din, very suspiciously. His gaze glowing hard on the man who was undressing you.

" King Suppil. I have alot of slaves, unfortunately we will not be needing any of yours. As temping as it maybe, I will have to decline your offer-

" Let's say we, trade, something else?"

Din didn't like to negotiate alot, but he wanted to hear the man out.

" And what are you implying, King Suppiluliuma?"

" Wives."

You and Din, took one quick look at each other as though the man was crazy.

" Wives? Am I missing something?" Din asked.

Dins men was moving in on King Suppil. The King not fazed at all by the intimidation.

" I don't mean to offend you-

" So, what are you saying?"

" ......3 of my wives, for just your 1."

The entire room went silent. Dins men was waiting on his call, but he gestured for them to stand down.

" Of course they are still at home.I can retrieve them, and I can come back in three days times."

The eyes of the foreigner was taunting you. You weren't trying to give him any eye contact, but you didnt want to come off as weak.

Din stood up from his Thrown.

The taps of his shoes against the wooden floors, collided with the walls of the silent room. He was now face to face with his enemy.