A/N: This is my first Kanes Chronicles fanfic about one of my favorite couples: Set x Nephthys.
Disclaimer: Rick Riordan owns everything.
Snuff
He lies there, surrounded by nothing but the darkness of the Duat, thinking. His mind wanders to her, to his only love, Nephthys. His sweet wife and lover, his cruel torturer and murderess, his Nephthys who holds a knife to his breaking heart, who is his very love and soul…
Her gorgeous face, her beautiful soul, her joyful laughter fills him with bittersweet love. He places his fingertips over his heart, over his never healing wound. Oh, how he missed her. The smell of her hair as he wrapped his arms around her waist. The feeling of her soft lips over his as she said 'I love you.' The heat of her body against his as they made love to high heaven. The sound of his name rolling off her tongue. She was the drug, the addiction he could never have. She was his smile that would never return…
She was his goddess, the light he cherished and worshipped. She was his very life. But then Ra was gone, and the whole world was pulled from under his feet. He wanted Osiris's head on a platter; he wanted him cut into a thousand pieces. The only thing in his way was Nephthys. He had never wanted to hurt her, but he had to. And she had hurt him right back, probably more than she had realized. She had betrayed him, and forever scarred him…
She had left him, and she had taken everything from him. She had taken his joy and love, his heart, and left him with bitter anger and hurt. She had taken his one and only son; his son with her eyes, her beautiful chocolate brown eyes, and his face, his strong, handsome face. Now he couldn't look his own son in the eye without thinking of her…
She was once his everything. Then she had taken everything from him. She had hurt him; she had betrayed him, and yet she still loved her. He loved her despite everything, and this was his punishment. He cared too much.
As he lay in the darkness of the Duat, he felt a presence, a presence he knew too well. He felt her arms wrap around his torso, her breath against his ear. Her voice like the wind as she whispers, "I love you, my sweet Set, my loving Evil Day."