The young prince Yami entered the room in front of his mother Queen Tuye who was going to be helping him choose the young girl who will be his wife and her heir. Queen Tuye as pretty as she was with long velvet black hair and green eyes was still growing old. But during all this Tuye was not going to let him choose anyone. In this temple there were many girls of many reigns' ands from all parts of Egypt. One girl that caught the young prince's eye was the young female sitting by the lily pond and near another woman about in her thirties.
"Go alone." Tuye said to her son. Tuye had walked over to the mysterious girl and woman and started talking to the oldest who was Neferteri and the girl's mother. Yami walked through to the girls who all knew nothing about this… you could almost call it an auction. The prince walked to the girl by the lilies. "Dear the girls are that way." He was told; he walked away when the young girl turned her gaze of soft blue eyes to him. He looked over his shoulder at her and she smiled a smile that to him would light the darkest of nights. The fifteen year old boy turned his gaze next to the next beauty to him though she seemed not as beautiful as the other she was very pretty.
"Hi." She curtsied to the Royal Prince in front of her. Her long black hair which was common as the others covered her face. She smiled. "I am Iset." She said. Iset may have been a descendent of Iset the fair from Ramses time. He nodded and bowed back. She smiled. The young girl at the lilies turned back to her water garden seeing his interest of this Iset the fair of this time. One question aroused in his head: Why was she not one of the girls?
"Meritamon." A voice called. The young girl's attention was pulled from the pond and to Neferteri. Meritamon the name, Yami knew meant 'Beloved of Amon' also the name of Nefertari and Ramses daughter so she must be special to bare this name. Maybe she was already spoken for.
"Yes mother?" She asked. Her voice spoke for many of the gods, he thought but he averted his gaze back to Iset who was as his mother thought going to be his choice which she was. He looked to The Great Royal Wife and nodded the nod that was to show that this girl was his girl.
"Go alone." Tuye said to her son. Tuye had walked over to the mysterious girl and woman and started talking to the oldest who was Neferteri and the girl's mother. Yami walked through to the girls who all knew nothing about this… you could almost call it an auction. The prince walked to the girl by the lilies. "Dear the girls are that way." He was told; he walked away when the young girl turned her gaze of soft blue eyes to him. He looked over his shoulder at her and she smiled a smile that to him would light the darkest of nights. The fifteen year old boy turned his gaze next to the next beauty to him though she seemed not as beautiful as the other she was very pretty.
"Hi." She curtsied to the Royal Prince in front of her. Her long black hair which was common as the others covered her face. She smiled. "I am Iset." She said. Iset may have been a descendent of Iset the fair from Ramses time. He nodded and bowed back. She smiled. The young girl at the lilies turned back to her water garden seeing his interest of this Iset the fair of this time. One question aroused in his head: Why was she not one of the girls?
"Meritamon." A voice called. The young girl's attention was pulled from the pond and to Neferteri. Meritamon the name, Yami knew meant 'Beloved of Amon' also the name of Nefertari and Ramses daughter so she must be special to bare this name. Maybe she was already spoken for.
"Yes mother?" She asked. Her voice spoke for many of the gods, he thought but he averted his gaze back to Iset who was as his mother thought going to be his choice which she was. He looked to The Great Royal Wife and nodded the nod that was to show that this girl was his girl.