𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐎𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐚 | Night at the Museum [Ahkmenrah]

Part Three | Prologue: A Tale of Two Brothers

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Prologue: A Tale of Two Brothers

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Disclaimer: the following facts used in this chapter have been researched. Some information has been altered to fit the purposes of the story. Ancient Egyptian may also be factually correct-ish. Considering that Ancient Egyptian evolved from the Old Kingdom and into the Ptolemy Dynasties, it's sad to say we won't know the exact translation of all words and such so I've blended it to make it work. A mixture between all the words deciphered from recent discoveries.

A dictionary will be placed at the end of the chapter.

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Ahkmenrah IX

2536 BCE - Men-nefer [Memphis]

On the longest night of the year - a son was born.

Second son of the King and Queen of Kemet, Ahkmenrah the first was the blend of his mother and father's appearances. With a tuff of brown hair on his head and bright blue eyes, he wailed after he was brought into the world - small and fragile under the arms of the midwife. So loud that perhaps the whole palace could hear him. But when the midwife passed him into his mother's embrace, the baby's cries slowly turned into whimpers, somehow feeling the familiarity of safety.

Shepseheret gazed down at her son, smiling tiredly as her tears dried on her cheeks. He was terribly small, and a tint of fear formed in her head.

The gods have blessed her with something so precious, more than any jewel or gold in their land. And to feel the gift from the gods in her arms made her feel even more compelled to protect him, just like her firstborn. But to have two sons, both healthy and alive: she felt that she was burdened by expectation.

She was the Queen of Kemet, the first wife to Merenkahre and the glittering Jewel of the Nile. When she first arrived in court, her friends and peers told her that being a queen meant to hold power and to rule with poise and propriety, with confidence and good in her heart. What they never prepared her was the deep and beautiful responsibility of love and motherhood alongside it.

It was why she adored Kahmunrah when he first to the world.

Six years apart seemed to be a large gap in others' eyes. But for her: Shepseheret thought it was perfect. She knew it was perfect from the time her oldest son shyly entered the room and asked her politely to see his new brother.

Kahmunrah's eyes shone in wonder and awe as he looked down at his younger sibling. Shepseheret watched the two brothers interact, a mixed feeling of worry and happiness as Kahmunrah didn't speak.