The Last Dynasty {Complete}

Chapter eleven

(SETI'S POV)

The city had been going well at least that was what my lords and overseer have been saying...the riots across the land came to a smooth end after I announced the building of the city...it has been three slow years of building and many Royal children have been written in history from lesser wives but Naki has given me two sons and Mat definitely dislikes one of them. My son Nefersara (meaning: Beautiful son of Ra) he has lighter skin then me and Naki but I will still accept him.

But the city was about to meet it's first death as it was nearly finished and about to bring homes to about thousands of my people, I had been seated on a throne watching as the murderers that had killed my uncle and one of my tax collectors had been standing on stools with my soldiers holding the ropes tight to pull the stool from under them...Naki did not accompany since she must visit her sisters awaiting her in Thebes, But I am accompanied by Tuthmose who is seven years old and is learning much of how to rule.

He sits besides me in a child sizes throne that doesn't touch the ground since we sit on a platform across from the platform where the murderers awaiting their death through hanging...the tax had been returned and those who had aided them were imprisoned and being interrogated.

I harden my grip on my crook and flail crossed on my chest...I drink a cup of wine cautiously and stare at general May standing besides the platform...I nod towards him and he makes a pulling gesture as soon as why their crimes against the crown is getting them hung is told to them and the crowd...The two clearly strong soldiers yank the ropes and the stools fall from under the murderers that began to strongly struggle and choke, Tuthmose jumps as the stools make a loud bang as it falls and watches as three peasant murderers die slowly one already dead with a broken neck from the hard drop.

After the last one dies out their body's are taken from the nooses and the soldiers disappear with them...I look towards Tuthmose...I stand As Muntuhotep presents himself respectively with a low bow bashing his forehead in the sand too fast..."arise my lord" I say looking down at him from on the platform...he stands wiping the sand from his face and smiling "a success! Your first daughter has met the world! But the your cousin I mean lesser wife has become ill" he says with a warming smile...I nod "good...send a gift to the wet nurse for my daughter" I say smiling as I stand from my throne and Tuthmose stands his long sidelock swings off his bronze chest and the people bow to us with their forehead pressed against the sand.

I step into the hot sand and sit upon my little that is lifted by slaves as soon as I sit upon it..."Is she well enough for travel my lord?" I ask staring down at him he nods "yes your majesty" he says "bring her to the city palace...I want her in my presence" I mutter as the slaves carry my litter to the palace nearby.

As I enter the palace Mat is alone at the entrance the servants set me down lightly and I shoo them away with my hand, "what is the matter?" I mutter "Nefersara is not your son your majesty!" She shouts bowing to me...she had become nearly a women but her eyes still shows youth...I chuckle "who is his father then?" I say still chuckling loudly...my voice has deepened very much and I look like a true man of wisdom and strength as my father.

"He's your brother" she says and I frown...the look on my mothers face had told me she had been telling the truth as she steps out of the palace with a face of sorrow..."tell me" I say putting my hands behind my back "tell me mother" I say "your father had forced himself upon the queen...she bore him a son and now he plans to kill your first born to have more of his blood on the throne, your majesty" she says exposing the nasty greedy side of my father..."is she his?" I mutter "Mistress? Yes your majesty" Mat muttered.

General May had rode up the Royal road with a uneasy Tuthmose hanging onto his kilt...Tuthmose steps off the chariot and runs to me...he grabs my kilt and general may had already begun to bowing when I stopped him with the wave of my hand hugging Tuthmose tighter in my arms security..."Arrest my queen, tell her I've stripped her of the rank of great Royal wife...put her into the palace dungeon, I give you authority to do so May" I mutter and he finishes his bow I turn to a passing servant "tell the chief commanding officer of the palace guard to arrest my father on any sight of him, my son must be secure all the time moon or sun in their protection"I say loudly "what of Nefersara your majesty" I mutter "Bring him to me once his mother is imprisoned" I say with hard eyes the servant bows.

"Yes your majesty" the servant mutters bowing to me and walk back into the palace...May steps into beautiful golden chariot and turns around snapping the golden reins with a loud crack and the horses had taken off a unspeakable speed that made me laugh slightly as he enjoys driving my sons chariot down the Royal road with great speeds...Tuthmose is taken away by his wet nurse quickly already guards have come to secure the young prince...The servant was fast.

(General May's POV)

The princes chariot was fast with great strong horses that could taken up the slightly bumpy road and easily steadied the chariot so it would not flip...The horses turn as pull the reins and now we ride besides the Nile at a hot speed...I pass the new city of Mat's gates that have set to be finished and head towards Thebes that stands nearby.