The Last Dynasty {Complete}

Chapter four

The wind had become colder this fine evening...servants come into my chambers already to put on my finest of robes...I groan and look outside to the sky shining blue as if it were mourning...the robe is wrapped around me and a pair of golden sandals and they put a heavy golden collar around my neck before sliding golden bracelets up my arms and putting golden bracelets about my wrists and setting in the pins.

They add golden beads as they braid my unbraided hair into a long side lock and putting a diadem on my head...Muntuhotep enters in beautiful robes and golden sandals with a bead collar and his side lock also set in with golden beads.

He bowed to me..."the funeral procession will not begin without you, your majesty" He muttered... "Very well then...has the tomb been open?" I said looking at Muntu "yes we found one big enough to fit in her sarcophagus and her treasury but isn't enough time to carve anything" Muntu muttered..."paint it...make is colorful and grand and fit her things into the tomb...as much of it" I said stepping into the balcony to see a barge waiting for us..."yes your majesty" Muntu said..."may it be...leave me...I must make a prayer to Amun-Ra" I said and Muntu bowed even lower that his nose pressed against the floor and stands walking out of my chambers.

I call for incense and dismiss my servants I  lift the bowl of incense into the air letting the smell pick up in the wind as I mutter a prayer to Amun-Ra for a safe trip through the afterlife for the queen..."The mighty Amun-Ra...I ask of you your blessing I ask of you the power of wisdom and strength to rule over the people of the Nile...you chose me and I swear to take that with honor as you give me and crowns of upper and of lower in the crisp morning air tomorrow I beg of you your blessings"I murmur my words to avoid any listen ears and put the incense on the balcony before walking out of my chambers.

I walked through the halls with four guards by my sides as I cross the bridge into the south of the palace...My mother and sister are wearing light blue mourning robes and wearing golden collars...my mother wearing a braided wig with golden beads  and a vulture headdress bowed her head lowly.

My sister grasped my hand and squeezed it I was very glad to see big wet tears following down her cheeks as she mourned the queen who she adored more then the Romans who accuse the queen  as to be a seductress... Truly she studied medicine and wrote made papyrus scrolls she was fair to the poor and the rich and even the slaves by giving the food and making sure that the last crops were to go to the slaves instead of the market place.

I sighed and wiped the tear from her eyes..."sister oh sister" I said smiling " do not cry young one...she is in a much better place now" I muttered before Kissing her forehead..."and one day we all will be" I said...she nod and we walked across the bridge into the Kings house where my chamber is never interrupted with out a reason... We entered a chariot and rode to the barge that was surrounded by men women and children waiting to see the queen pass for the long funeral procession.

They chanted my name with a great mourning voice that could easily be heard across the land "Setiankhamun!" They shouted women wearing blue mourning gowns and men bowing endless to the rushing waters of the Nile. Cleopatra was truly great...even though she was branded by those Romans as a seductress that would do anything for power.

I wave to the mourning people trying to keep them at bay as they pushed against the wall of soldiers and trying to grasp my hand to receive the blessing of Amun that passes through me "give me your blessing!" A man shouted breaking through the wall...general May and another man tackled him...I stop my chariot as I step down and walk to the man that was definitely elderly telling to his grey curls and his great beard and his sad grey eyes...I looked down upon him..."set the man free" I say and my mother cringed at the old man who looked as if a slave...general May steps away from the man with his soldier and watch him carefully "Why should I bless you?" I muttered "I would be a great loyal slave to thee and I will do no harm...I only desire the blessing of Amun so once I die I will die with Amun watching over me" he said bowing to me...I sigh and gesture him to rise "Amun has blessed you for your loyalty...you take him to the place make him a servant for the priest of Amun...clean him up too" I say looking towards a guard with much youth that resembles a Nubian.