All have left the celebration of the prince's eighteenth birthday, except a stout priest. His gift has not yet been delivered.

A devious smirk filled his face as he motioned for a guard to step forward, out of the shadows of the empty room. "I believe you will find my gift most, exotic."

The guard stood next to the priest, holding a rope in his hand.

"Traveling long and far to please you, we present to you - for your delectation and delight - My Lord, we offer you this delicate desert flower."

Yanking harshly at the rope - which tied the petite wrists of a young girl; around sixteen years of age, no less; together - the guard made her fall to the floor with a yelp.

The prince smirked at her feeble attempt to escape the grip of the rope around her wrists. Stepping closer, he grabbed her face and stared at her features: an exotic beauty indeed; smooth olive skin, alluring dark eyes, and soft heart shaped lips, so red they could put a rose to shame. She was no Egyptian. Her features were...different. She was a pure Arabian beauty. "Let me inspect this desert flower, hm?"

She spat in his face.

Angered, he struck her cheek, "You dare show me that disrespect!" Abruptly grabbing her face again, he squeezed hard before pushing her to the ground. "Send her to my chamber."

Standing to attention, the guard quickly followed the prince's order; picking up the girl from the floor, he lead her to the prince's bed-chamber. The priest - pleased by the incident - followed behind with a sinister smile.

Turning back to the prince, she gave him a cold stare as the guard tugged her out of the room.

"Well, that could of gone better," the prince said as the heavy doors slammed shut. Leaving the queen and him alone.

The queen frowned.

"What is it, Mother?"

She did not reply. The Queen only shook her head and sighed, so silently, the prince did not notice.

"Mother," He made his way up the small steps, to where his mother stood. Running his hand through his hair, he sighed.

The queen smiled ever so slightly at her son's realization, "Happy birthday, Ptah."


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