All these characters, except for Eron, belong to the writers of Aida, and
aren't mine by any means.
Chapter One
1 Strong hands gripping her shoulders, a strong voice reassuring, "Amneris, I've loved you my whole life…"
"Excuse me, Princess?" The voice snapped Amneris out of her memories and back to the present.
"Yes, sir?" she replied to the guard standing in her doorway.
"Your presence is requested in the Great Hall, Princess." Amneris sighed and nodded.
"Thank you, sir." She stood up from her desk, brushing off her dress and checking herself quickly in the mirror as she left the room. She didn't know why she had been summoned, but it would never do to appear before the Pharaoh looking anything but her best. She strode down the hall, trying her hardest to look like a regal princess and to conceal the grief hidden deep inside of her. Though it had been several months since Radames had been buried for his crimes to Egypt, she still felt the wound deep inside of her. She forced a calm blankness onto her face, hands brushing her cheeks quickly to make sure no trace of tears remained. She turned a corner, took a deep breath, and stepped into the Great Hall.
Her father, the Pharaoh was seating at the end of the long room, adorned in all his elegance and attended by his highest ranking officers. A man stood with his back to her, facing the Pharaoh. She paused in the doorway, taking everything in. Her father saw her and stood, smiling at her.
"Amneris! Come in, dear, please. I have someone I would like you to meet." The man in front of him turned to face her as she walking to the throne. Her heart skipped a beat as she met his serious olive eyes. Her own eyes took in his deep, wavy black hair, his tanned, fit skin, and a body that showed he worked hard.
"Amneris?" She started and turned to face her father.
"Yes, Father?" she said, her voice shaking slightly. What's wrong with you, Amneris? You're crying over Radames, and then you're all a- flutter over this stranger you've never met, like some petty schoolgirl? Get a grip on yourself! She steadied herself and took a breath.
"Amneris, this is our new head of army. You know…after Ra…" The Pharaoh cleared his throat. "Anyway, this is Eron. He comes from south Egypt." Eron. She liked the sound of it. Besides, any man with a name that meant peace had to be…argh! Amneris shook her head in frustration. You're doing it again! she thought.
"Amneris, are you okay?" her father asked, concerned.
"I'm fine, Father," she replied. She turned to face the stranger again, and bowed, not trusting herself to meet his eyes.
"I'm pleased to meet you, Eron. I hope that you will lead our army well,"
"I plan to do so," he answered, his voice warm with a hint of amusement in it. She could feel her cheeks redden as she stood back up and faced her father.
"If that is all, Father?" she asked, backing up slightly.
"Actually, no, I have one more thing to ask of you, Amneris."
"What do you need?"
"Well, seeing as I am getting old and sick, I know that you will be taking my place as Pharaoh soon."
"Oh, Father, no -"
"You know it is true, Amneris," the Pharaoh said gently. "You must become accustomed to taking the lead. I want you to get to know your way around better. I'd like you to take Eron and give him a tour of the palace and the army grounds. This way, you can learn with him, and become a better leader in doing so." Work with him? Learn with him? It sounded like she would be spending a dangerous amount of time with him.
"I-I don't know, Father…" she stuttered.
"Nonsense. It will be good for you." Amneris bowed her head in acquiescence.
"Whatever you say, Father." She turned to leave, but when she heard Eron's voice she couldn't stop herself from looking back up into his eyes.
"I will see you tomorrow, then, Princess?" His eyes smiled into hers as he nodded to her.
"Tomorrow," she replied softly, then turned and hurried out of the room.
That's it for just now…more coming very soon! Please, please, review – this is my first fan fiction for this site and I want to know if everyone likes it. The more reviews, the more updates!! ( Thanks.
Chapter One
1 Strong hands gripping her shoulders, a strong voice reassuring, "Amneris, I've loved you my whole life…"
"Excuse me, Princess?" The voice snapped Amneris out of her memories and back to the present.
"Yes, sir?" she replied to the guard standing in her doorway.
"Your presence is requested in the Great Hall, Princess." Amneris sighed and nodded.
"Thank you, sir." She stood up from her desk, brushing off her dress and checking herself quickly in the mirror as she left the room. She didn't know why she had been summoned, but it would never do to appear before the Pharaoh looking anything but her best. She strode down the hall, trying her hardest to look like a regal princess and to conceal the grief hidden deep inside of her. Though it had been several months since Radames had been buried for his crimes to Egypt, she still felt the wound deep inside of her. She forced a calm blankness onto her face, hands brushing her cheeks quickly to make sure no trace of tears remained. She turned a corner, took a deep breath, and stepped into the Great Hall.
Her father, the Pharaoh was seating at the end of the long room, adorned in all his elegance and attended by his highest ranking officers. A man stood with his back to her, facing the Pharaoh. She paused in the doorway, taking everything in. Her father saw her and stood, smiling at her.
"Amneris! Come in, dear, please. I have someone I would like you to meet." The man in front of him turned to face her as she walking to the throne. Her heart skipped a beat as she met his serious olive eyes. Her own eyes took in his deep, wavy black hair, his tanned, fit skin, and a body that showed he worked hard.
"Amneris?" She started and turned to face her father.
"Yes, Father?" she said, her voice shaking slightly. What's wrong with you, Amneris? You're crying over Radames, and then you're all a- flutter over this stranger you've never met, like some petty schoolgirl? Get a grip on yourself! She steadied herself and took a breath.
"Amneris, this is our new head of army. You know…after Ra…" The Pharaoh cleared his throat. "Anyway, this is Eron. He comes from south Egypt." Eron. She liked the sound of it. Besides, any man with a name that meant peace had to be…argh! Amneris shook her head in frustration. You're doing it again! she thought.
"Amneris, are you okay?" her father asked, concerned.
"I'm fine, Father," she replied. She turned to face the stranger again, and bowed, not trusting herself to meet his eyes.
"I'm pleased to meet you, Eron. I hope that you will lead our army well,"
"I plan to do so," he answered, his voice warm with a hint of amusement in it. She could feel her cheeks redden as she stood back up and faced her father.
"If that is all, Father?" she asked, backing up slightly.
"Actually, no, I have one more thing to ask of you, Amneris."
"What do you need?"
"Well, seeing as I am getting old and sick, I know that you will be taking my place as Pharaoh soon."
"Oh, Father, no -"
"You know it is true, Amneris," the Pharaoh said gently. "You must become accustomed to taking the lead. I want you to get to know your way around better. I'd like you to take Eron and give him a tour of the palace and the army grounds. This way, you can learn with him, and become a better leader in doing so." Work with him? Learn with him? It sounded like she would be spending a dangerous amount of time with him.
"I-I don't know, Father…" she stuttered.
"Nonsense. It will be good for you." Amneris bowed her head in acquiescence.
"Whatever you say, Father." She turned to leave, but when she heard Eron's voice she couldn't stop herself from looking back up into his eyes.
"I will see you tomorrow, then, Princess?" His eyes smiled into hers as he nodded to her.
"Tomorrow," she replied softly, then turned and hurried out of the room.
That's it for just now…more coming very soon! Please, please, review – this is my first fan fiction for this site and I want to know if everyone likes it. The more reviews, the more updates!! ( Thanks.