The Sands Of Desire
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Last published Thu, Apr 3, 2025
Prologue
The curse foretold
As dawn breaks, painting the sky in hues of reds, orange, yellows, and pink, zahur Amunet the high young priest of Kemet-Aru finds himself outside the princess's room. His eyes, bloodshot and wild, fixate on the dark violet silk drapes that closed off her room from the rest of the palace. A shudder runs through his body, equal parts perverse desire of power...and equal part desire of possession.
"Sleep well my dear Isera," he whispers, his voice a rasping hiss. "Enjoy your fleeting moments of comfort. Soon, very soon, you'll be on the throne under my control, next to me, right where you belong." With a final, lingering look he shoves the silk out of his way as he hypnotically makes his way out her bed side near the window. He kisses her exposed neck a black lip mark staining there but then disappearing soaking into the skin. A spell of mixed intentions, good and bad helping him plot his next move. The game has changed, with the Roman in his way the stakes have risen, but his resolve remains unshaken. One way or another, he will reign power, no matter the cost with the princess by his side.....along with that Roman gladiator
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