I shivered despite the warm breeze.
"Here." Cleopatra said giving me her shawl.
"Thank you, my lady." I said quietly, we were standing on the balcony, watching as the great parade marched by, it was a celebration for nothing at all but Bernice had ordered it.
Besides having almost everything I owned being stripped from me, the Queens had ordered my place at the High Table to be moved to the Lesser Table, I was outraged by this, but of course I couldn't say anything but nod.
Two Months had passed since my Love has fled but it has felt like years.
"My father said that he boards a ship to Rome at dawn to try and seek Roman support and gain his throne back." Cleopatra whispered.
"The Gods smile upon us on this day." I whispered back.
I heard a scream and a sudden chill of ice go up my spine. I sat up in bed, completely disgruntled from being awoken so loudly. While I was looking around the room, I grabbed a dagger from under my pillow and held it up. I saw Badra enter the room.
"What happened?" I asked her.
"Neva can tell it" She said quietly.
Neva walked in and sat beside me on the bed.
"The elder Queen has been strangled by the Pharaoh's supporters. She was screaming for help while putting on her slippers. The supporters silenced her guards and strangled her to death" Neva said laughing.
We all started hugging each other and jumping up and down excitingly.
"So, does that mean Bernice will become the sole Queen?" Badra asked.
Neva nodded and smiled at me, "One step closer to bringing Ife's love back to Egypt" She said.
I smiled at the thought, I would finally be reunited with my love soon and everything would be alright. But I was wrong.
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The Pharaoh's Whore
Historical FictionMistresses of rulers are often overlooked, even ridiculed for seemingly only providing their body to their lover, but a mistress can persuade her King with more than just her body, her words can also persuade him into doing her will. Ife, a young...
