The Brat Pharaoh| Dark! Tutankhamun X Reader

Chapter Eighteen

Dear People Of The Future,

I don't know if someone is going to find this or not hopefully not, but I decided to turn those beautiful pages of papyrus into my journal, where I will write about my daily life with my husband and daughter.

You smile down at your drawing and hieroglyphics scribblings and the drawing on another page of you, Tetisheri, and Tutankhamun together as a family.

Even though you are not an artist, you can draw faces and bodies well.

Your mother is the one who taught you how to draw.

Just thinking about your immediate family makes you sad as you miss them so much.

Are they worried about you?

Or

Did they give up on searching for you?

You hope it's the second one because you don't want your family to suffer from worry.

"My queen?"

"Yes, Heqet?"

You turn your attention towards your handmaiden.

"I know this might sound like I'm intervening in your personal life, but his highness, Tutankhamun has been searching non-stop for your brother for months, and he-"

You stop her from speaking any further.

"I have tried to make him give on searching, but he ignored my word...he even accused me one time of helping Matvei escape."

Heqet hesitates for a moment, her eyes filled with concern as she watches you carefully.

She knows how sensitive the topic of your brother is, especially after everything that has happened.

Yet, in fact, you don't really care about what happened to Matvei even if it has been six months without him.

You sigh, setting down the papyrus and brush you were using to draw, and turn to face her fully.

"Heqet, I understand your concern, but my husband is stubborn, I'm sure he will give up soon."

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"We have prepared everything needed for the trip to the North."

"Exclude my wife's things."

"If we do so, she might feel uncomfortable on her trip."

"Who said anything about her going to the North of the kingdom? She will stay here."

The head servant is a little bit surprised at the news.

This is the tenth time Tutankhamun cancels your attendance with him to important events. 

In fact, he could barely see you going anywhere ever since you got married to his Pharaoh, you don't even attend the religious ceremonies at the temple.

But that's none of his business, maybe you are the one who is too lazy to attend.

Perhaps you are not even a qualified queen.

The servant doesn't know that the Pharaoh doesn't want you to meet new people, no go to new places.

"As you wish, your majesty."

The head servant takes his leave closing the door behind him.

Tutankhamun sits alone in the dimly lit chamber, leaning back, his dark eyes narrowing as he stares at the intricate carvings on the ceiling.