𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐄, 𝙞𝙢𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙥 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙘

Chapter five

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I ran about the train searching for my nephew. "Alex, where are you?!" All I received was a gloomy silence. My gaze shot about, my fears rising. What if something bad had happened to him? I could never forgive myself. I saw Imhotep striding in black a carriage or so behind, Anck-su-namun clinging to his arm. I grimaced. God I hated her so much. A shout instantly caught my attention. "Uncle! Come quick." Alex was standing outside, gesturing me to come towards him. I did so without any hesitation. When I was by his side, I grabbed his side. "Hey, you were gonna wait for me, huh?" He scoffed. "I don't think I would make it without you." I ruffled his hair. "That's my nephew. Let's go." I grabbed his hand and we both fled towards a nearby temple ruin.

"Erebus, don't you dare run from me!" A velvety voice sounded behind me in ancient Egyptian. I didn't have to turn around to know that the voice belonged to none other than Imhotep. His voice scared me but I found a kind of peace in it also. I ignored him, not daring to go back. When we reached the ruins, we were met with a small pond filled with mysterious, mirky water. The bracelet on Alex's wrist suddenly shot up and it showed ancient Egyptian landmarks. Perhaps where we needed to go next. I gazed up memorised. I almost didn't see a figure storming towards us. When the images seized, I saw that it was Imhotep. And he didn't look pleased. He rose Alex of the ground and waved a finger. "Tsk, tsk, tsk." And then he looked at me. "Darling, I can't have you running off now, can I? I'll have to keep you extra close." He smirked at me menacingly. I didn't particularly like the look that he was giving me. And darling?! I didn't want him calling me that.

"Don't call me that." I spat, earning a look of disappointment from Imhotep. When a man in red came up to take Alex, he held out a hand to me. I swatted it aside. He looked disheartened again. I tried to shake off the feeling of guilt but the emotion swallowed me whole. Damn you. I fought myself not to look at him and then I walked off in the direction that the man had taken my nephew, knowing that the high priest was merely paces behind. Alex was taken to a quiet corner of a shaded section of the temple. He was chained to a pole, fast asleep. A smiled at his peaceful manner. I was just glad they hadn't hurt him. Not knowing to me, Imhotep smiled at me, happy that I was happy. "Please follow me this way, my prince." He told me. I huffed and turned to him. "Stop it. I'm no prince. I'm a bloody artist! I'm a nobody!" "You cannot say that. I will not allow you. You are more than you know. You were my world. You still are." Imhotep's words hit me hard. I stood there stunned at his speech.

He stared down at me, care showing in his eyes. I grabbed my waist, half forceful - half softly. "Come on. And don't run away." He made that last part sound teasing and joking. He somehow made me smile. He showed me to a large, white tent. Inside were blankets, pillows, a firepit and - Anck-su-namun. Wait, what?! I looked at Imhotep, who was biting the inside of his cheek. I sighed heavily and went to sit down in a warm nest of dark blankets and gold pillows. What shocked me next was that Imhotep laid down beside me and Anck-su-namun took the place on his other side. When our eye briefly met, hers flashed with anger.

"Please try to get on." Imhotep must of noticed. I shook my head and turned over so that I was facing away from both of them. "Fuck you." I was scared, lonely, terrified and confused. I just wanted to be at home, surrounded by my sister and her family and, of course, Ardeth Bay. I had only known him a few days now and yet I felt as if I knew him for years. The way he spoke to me, the way he acted around me, hell I just about liked everything about the man. And there's was Imhotep. Yes he had kidnapped my nephew and I, not given us any answers, and treated us in a weird fashion but nonetheless, something sparked inside whenever I saw him or heard him speak. Was my vision correct? Did it really happen? I closed my eyes and soon I drifted off into a deep sleep, desperately trying to forget everything. 

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I was in my chambers, pacing back and forth with a scroll in my hands. The light of the moon shone upon my balcony and into my room. I wore a small, black and gold, Egyptian skirt. My pale torso completely in view. Although I felt powerful and grand, a gnawing anger settled deep inside. I didn't think that they knew I knew. I saw them. Close together. Whispering things. I felt nothing but unsettlement. I swore to myself and to my father that I would feel nothing for the High Priest of Osiris but I fear that I had broken that promise. He was imbedded into my soul. I could never forget the man, let alone want to be away from him. And then I saw them together after he had told me that he loved me. 

I gritted my teeth and yelled in frustration, chucking the scroll in my possession onto the cold floor. I never thought that I, of all people, would feel this way. This such jealously killed me. I knew right then and there that I wanted him. I wanted him for myself. And now my slow realisation has caused something that could trigger my downfall. HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?! A voice screamed inside my skull. And why Anck-su-namun? She's nothing but a manipulative snake. And everyone knew that she was promised to the Pharoah. Wait. Did that bitch get inside my beloved's head? Is that what has happened? I did not know. But I knew that I had to find out.

Suddenly, a single knock sounded at my door. I spun around, feeling my rage still on me. I strode towards the door and yanked it open. I swore that I growled. Must of been the Anubis side. Anck-su-namun stood in the empty hallway. She smiled at me. By the Gods she had the nerve. "Good evening, Erebus." She curtseyed. I grimaced, wanting nothing more than to pin her against the wall and rip her throat out with my teeth. But I didn't, for the sake of the Pharaoh. "What do you want?" I told her coldly. She acted all innocent. "Could I come in?" I stared at her with such distaste. "Why?" She looked taken aback. "Why him?" I could not fight myself for saying that. I knew instantly she knew who I was speaking of. She scoffed and smirked. "He doesn't love you, Erebus. No one does." I growled and through her against the wall opposite my door. 

I heard her yell in pain but I felt no mercy. "You lie. You're just a snake. This is not your business, Anck-su-namun. Stay away from Imhotep." I could feel my anger rise higher and higher. My body was shaking and I felt as if something was trying to get out. My vision blurred for a split second. Unfortunately, this was enough time for her to reach a dagger that she had on the back of her waist and jam it into my heart. I spluttered and coughed. "I'm sorry Erebus." But I could easily tell that she was not. That was the last thing that she was. I staggered back into my room and fell onto the marble floor beneath me. I looked up to see her smiling happy down at my dying body. "Now Imhotep is all mine." I coughed and coughed, blood pouring from my lips turning them a black colour. Part of being a decendant of Anubis. Your blood is black. 

"To the Underworld with you. I hope my father makes you pay for this." I spluttered out knowing that was going to be the last thing I was to say. "Sure he will." She chuckled and kicked the side of my right leg. "Enjoy. And, uh, say hi to you father for me." I groaned in pain and frustration that she had beaten me. In the next life, it will not be the same. I will win. I will kill Anck-su-namun. I watched her walk away with poor vision. The shadows in my room grew and grew until all I could see was black and nothingness. The last thing I remember seeing was my body drowning in blood as dark as night. And then my breath seized to exist. 

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