My soul traveled to the afterlife. I knew what was coming. I had no body no mouth to speak, and no place to come back to. I was turned away. Me dying wasn't what Skehemkhet wanted. He wanted me to be forever punished by never making it to the afterlife... or at least that is what I thought.
After his yearlong celebration he made it illegal to speak my name or worship me as a goddess. He destroyed all hieroglyphs and paintings telling stories of my rein.
He started slowly killing off everyone who was close to me, starting with Apeta. I am happy for she is in eternal paradise. The rest of my family went into hiding. He found them, and they soon "disappeared."
The one thing that brings me joy is watching his advisers make all the decisions for him. I hate to say, i told you so, but it makes me feel a little better.
My punishment for taking the throne was far worse than I could ever imagine. He prevented me from going to the afterlife, seeing Father again, and have a better life than I did in my past life. Not only did he take all of that from me, but he also erased me from history. No scientist would ever find me, for what is there to find? My body was eaten by a hippo and no story remains of me.
My fate was sealed long before I was born. Everyone around me knew my fate. I acted like I didn't but deep down I knew. I just never admitted it. There is no changing fate. I can, however, leave behind a legacy even if no one in the future knows it.
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The Forgotten Queen
Ficción históricaWhat if you were Queen of Egypt?Ankahalta is the pharaoh with a curse. As she struggles to figure out what the curse is, she is faced with a growing threat to the thrown. Will she survive being queen or will she be brought to her knees?
