The Last Dynasty {Complete}

Chapter twenty five

(Tuthmose POV)

My father had been easily prepared himself for war dressed in a short kilt and over kilt a soldier puts on the Golden wing that will protect him in battle with the Strong vulture and Cobra of Egypt that decorates his brow. It had been my first war too...but I would not be fighting just observing from the high hills that surround the Battlefield...I watch surrounded by hundred of Soldiers each heavily armored and armed with spears, bows and swords to protect me from any Roman's.

Grand vizier Muntuhotep sits besides me watching with me fully armored as myself watching the scene below... I had been shaded and fanned while Muntuhotep sat out in the hot sun... I could see my father standing already ready to fight...with his newly made sword clutch in his hand he points it to the Roman smiling as he orders them to charge, our Royal army takes off and so does the Roman's with their shields they soon ducked behind them...but my father is smart and a soldier shoot a flaming arrow into the air...our troops rush in from all sides of the Romans and they begin to drop like flys...my father is already riding over hundreds of Roman's...Killing each one of them but The 'emperor' Augustus whom hadn't come to the battle field...Roman's flood in from the sides and begin to attack my father grins...firing are owing at the Roman's like they are targets getting each of them easily...our Greek troops are slaughtered on the outskirts but my father still wiser then any old roman fires a arrow into the air, More soldiers flood in...slaughtering the Roman's and killing them...he laughs smiling at how idiotic a Roman can be to fall for a Hannibal style trap....A soldier comes running towards me, it was one of our Nubians "Your highness! A sandstorm is coming this way" he says my throat goes dry...I had heard of how bad Sandstorms were and how Come land was lost because of it...I feared Mat the city named after my aunt would be lost but I sit back on the throne my father had demanded blacksmiths make for me.

"It's fine" I say..."We'll just have to enter shelter your Highness when it's over we'll see who the winner is"he says I nod and already see the sandstorm brewing and stirring this way...I enter my tent silently I am served Watered down wine and fruit by servants and I try not to remember the thought of my father in a sandstorm.

(Seti POV)

I had seen a storm brewing but did not pay attention as I slaughtered my enemies...My driver is killed by a Roman sword and I take the reins turning my chariot and my horse trot upon the dead bodies of Roman's and my own men...I call for a new driver but non of my men respond and Neferneb is nowhere to be seen...I groan and ride up to my tent covered in blood...I step down and walk in servants now "where are my commanders?!" I shout they look at each other...Half of them have died in battle...Neferneb has return to the camp with a broken leg your majesty" my head servant say bowing to me again..."argh!" I groan..."Your majesty a messenger has come to say that Lady Asetmut carries a child" he says, "she has only been bedded by you your majesty pure since she came to court" He adds and I grin "Will the child be..." I ask "A bastard?" He's finishes my words "yes until a marriage is made between you two your child will be a full royal blooded Prince" he says.

I nod and sit on my throne I feel the sandstorm outside as soldiers outside cough from the incoming sand...my Royal tent is held down steadily so My tent only rattles as I listen silently as I think of A beautiful child running through the gardens "I'll be going home after this sandstorm, I must speak to her now" I say "what of the prince?" My servant says with raised eyebrows "he'll stay if he pleases" I say "I'll command the army from home and put my son and King Pepi as the army commanders" I say.

"I must see if this is true" I mutter silently..."I must see if a dream of mine has come true" I hiss under my breath...I lean back in my throne and clap my hands...servants prepare to shave my chin and the rather short but fast growing curls on my head.