Ramses' p.o.v
I didn't know what I was feeling. I couldn't imagine I had brought myself so low as to bring Sonaa to a garden to ravish her, I mean what happened to the rooms of the palace? Not just that alone the fact that I was being watched made me feel low, cheap and disrespected. The two miscreants didn't even stop at my orders, as if that was not enough, it happened in front of Sonaa. It drained the urges completely and replaced them with Anger. I didn't even feel like going back to the feast hall so I just decided to retire to my room to calm down.
Sonaa had come back to the hall. I couldn't tell what she felt or what she was thinking about, I was too ashamed to look at her face. In a way, I wanted to punish the two culprits like my father does, flog the sun out of their backs and spread salt on the wounds.
As I approached my room, I noticed a shadow move underneath the linen veils of the door post. I was suspicious because no one was supposed to be down here so I silenced my steps and carefully moved quietly. As I got to the veil, I moved it aside slightly so I could be able to see inside the room without being noticed. The shadow belonged to a tall male with a dark robe that I couldn't tell the color and a brighter girdle hugged his belly. His dark hair dropped from his head in waves, he was a Hebrew or probably a slave, they were the only ones allowed to keep hair but what was a filthy hebrew doing in my chambers? He moved slowly around checking corners and places like he was searching for something. When he got to the plate of precious stone and scarabs, he took a handful of them and dipped them in a his girdle. I felt a fire build in me, he was stealing from me and not only that, he was taking my scared items! Filthy Thief!!
"Do you mind telling me what a pig like you is doing in my chambers?" I revealed myself and watched as he jumped up in horror. For a second, he stood aimlessly, lost more like and the glittering sweat on his forehead rolled down his face."GUARDS!! GUARDS!!" I shouted in hopes that the ones I saw down the passage would hear me but before they arrived, he tried to escape but I caught him and released a punch on his jaw then he collapsed on the floor. But just like that, he rose again and aimed at me. I missed his first punch, I wasn't going to let a filthy slave hit me not after all my years of grooming but i barely escaped the second before hitting him on his nose, he stumbled back just before the guards came in and seized him.
I watched as he wrestled to be free but they bounded him up with their hands. I tried steading my breathing and smiled when i saw the blood flow from his nose. It gave me a sense of achievement. Soon my chambers was illuminated with more light as more palace occupants flooded the sphere and I could finally see his face clearer. He was good looking and smelled of Arabian perfume, the type I hated. My eyes went to his girdle, how many things did he hide there to make it bulge like that? I took one of the daggers around the waist of the palace guard and as I bent down to him, his breathing increased, the sweat multiplied and his eyes stared at the dagger in fear. I love how he looked scared so I placed the tip of the dagger in his forehead and drew it down his face, he trembled "plea..see . s..ss..spare my life, I.. I.. beg you my lord" he stammered.
"How many things do you have up in your girdle?" I asked sternly
"My girdle?... N.N.nothing sire" he lied. I hated lies. I moved away from him and ordered the guards to lift him up. He still pleaded as they did so. The spectators watched in hushed murmurs as I moved closer to the Hebrew and sliced the girdle open, it's content spilled causing the spectators to gasp. The items made clancking and chiming sounds as they hit the ground; scarabs, vile bottles and gold bracelets that I recognized was my mother's. This infuriated me the more.
"You went to my mother's chambers?!" I asked anger lacing my voice making it sound like a roar startling some of the little kids that stood naked.
"Nooo..no.no.nooo sire, it isn't your mother's" he lied again
"What do you mean? I bought this for her" I showed it to him and his eyes widened. His entire demeanor reminded me of a goat ready for the slaughter and that was what I was going to do, no matter how he pleaded.
"Kill him!" I ordered walking away from him.
"Noooo!" A lighter voice screamed and before I could turn around, a girl ran towards me and fell on my knees. Immediately her hands touched my feet, I jerked from the weird sensation like I had touched the vibrating eel of the river. I moved away from her as quickly as she came to me almost stepping on her.
"Please your majesty have mercy on him" she sobbed taking quick breaths, she was still on the ground with her hair covering her face " please spare his life sire, I beg you with my life".
I looked at her dazed as my legs still tingled and I wanted to see her face and just as if our thoughts linked, she looked up. It was the river beauty. I was just as surprised as she was, her watery eyes widened like her lips and she immediately fell back to the ground, still pleading.
I was still shocked at how it was possible that she was here at the palace and she was real. She was even more beautiful when she cried and for a moment I wanted to comfort her but I couldn't. It was an abomination to do such with a slave, Never. The words she had uttered earlier lingered in my head, now I was going to show her the true meaning of being unfortunate.
"Everybody leave!" I ordered "Now!" In less than the sands of time, the room was empty apart from her, Abu, the guards and the thief. I expected the pleading to end but she continued pleading like it was her life I was going to take or probably she taught it was.
I wondered why she was pleading so earnestly for him too, were they emotionally attached? "why do you plead for him so earnestly?" I asked her as I turned away from her so I wouldn't meet her eyes.
"He is my brother, your highness" she replied her face to the ground
"Your brother is a thief? Isn't that unfortunate?" She was quiet but obviously still sobbing. I turned around with my hands held behind my back "what do you say I do to him? Since you know alot".
She stayed quiet, no more sobs, i was guessing she knew she couldn't say free him even though she would have loved that but her fair covered her face and I couldn't see her. I would love to see her eyes as she regret all the words she had said earlier,"Look upon my face!".
She winced then slowly she rose till she was on her knees then with one hand she moved her hair behind her and the other wiped her tears. The skin of her face were red and swollen and her eyes were glittering in the candle light. Immediately her eyes locked in mine, my whole being melted. It was like she was bounding me with a spell, she was too lovely and graceful and I didn't like seeing the sadness and regret in her eyes. I suddenly wanted her happy. I couldn't speak until she moved her eyes to my feet making me self conscious, i didn't even know when my usually cold room became so hot that I had to sweat. The way she had held my gaze had put me in a way nobody else had, even my fathers "are you a sorceress?", I found myself asking loudly but gladly she didn't hear me.
Her brother's grunts had drew my attention then, he and the others had been non-existent since I started speaking with her "Guards!.. take him away to the courtyard, give him the usual" her eyes darted to mine and I almost lost my voice "..and banned him from the palace once it's noon tomorrow", my voice wasn't even commanding anymore.
The guards nodded and pulled him away despite his struggle and she thanked me, not daring to look at my eyes before she ran after her brother. I was glad I wouldn't be there for the show to see her tears again but I wasn't glad that I was left alone with Abu whose gaze were piercing holes into my skin.
"What?!" I snapped
"Sorceress really Ramses ?!" He half laughed as my breathing relaxed and the air became cooler.
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Love By The Nile
Historical FictionIn the times of Moses, where the Hebrews were enslaved in a land were rules and whips govern them. Ramses Gamal and Netanya Nava finds love that becomes too forbidden to bear yet so beautiful to die for.