Some believe that our deaths were a terrible mystery. They get their information wrong; With false information, and the knowledge modern Egyptologists lack of the Pharaohs who have reigned during my time as a young adult, we did not become as popular as the better known Pharaohs of our great Egypt have become. I later came to realize our hidden past many, many years later. And by many I mean thousands. I know the secrets, I know the heart aching mysteries, I know the truth. I was there.
1200 B.C., late in the month of June, I was born to a Hebrew mother, Adina, and an Egyptian Father, Ammon. According to astrology, I was born under the cancerian sign, ruled by the Moon, and for that was named Ahmes, Child of the moon. While the Nile usually would flood this time of year, bringing in silt to fertilize the land to grow crops and prevent famine, it has not for four years until The day I was born. A very odd coincidence I have always thought, However, a great friend of my father thought otherwise. He believed I was something Significant to this land.
He offered my father a larger house and a higher position of work, which my father declined as sincerely as he could. Being married to a Hebrew woman was not something you'd want to get around, especially if you were in a higher position as my father was compared to most Egyptians, and being as close to this man as my father was, who feared the Hebrews would one day rise against them. This man was the Pharaoh.
At the age of five I met the two young princes. we've met each other before but that hardly counted. I was only a baby and they were two and five. For some years one kept his distance and was very shy and timid while the other was sarcastic, quick to make a joke and was almost overconfident, however he could sometimes seem very caring, around me at least.. and that lisp. I do not think he will ever grow out of that. I remember the first time we have spoken to each other when he introduced himself to me when I was a child. I must have made a face and his younger brother caught it. Ahkmenrah and I shared a quiet giggle.
Honestly, I preferred to play with the poor children in the streets rather than the wealthy ones, however, the few times that I had played along with Kahmunrah and Ahkmenrah there was never a dull moment. we were always getting into some kind of trouble, mainly Kahmunrah and I. I never understood, or gave it much thought at the time, why Ahkmenrah acted the way he did when he was around me. I would watch him from a distance before he would notice me and he seemed to be so outgoing and graceful in a way; around me he was basically the opposite. Clumsy and shy, nervous almost.
I remember all the times we would race each other, or play games, or tricks on people and he would always hesitate. I figured he did not like me. There is one time that stands out to me. One day Ahkmenrah, Kahmnurah and I were racing each other down the stone hallways and into the garden. i was very close behind Ahkmenrah when he tripped and I fell on top of him. I was at least seven by that time and still did not think about boys as being important really but there was something about that moment that gave me an unfamiliar feeling. We stared at each others faces for what seemed like hours until we both let out a few laughs. Kahmunrah heard us and stopped.
Kahmenrah P.O.V
I looked back and saw the two laying on the ground behind me. He has done this on purpose to get her attention, I thought. How dare he! I have never been this angry with my own brother before. Does he not know how i feel about her? I needed to do something before it is to late. I quickly ran towards her and yanked her up. "Are you alright?!" I questioned hastily. I examined her face and softly ran my knuckles up and down her cheek and shoulder. I tried to think of other questions i could ask so i would not be interrupted be either of them. I saw her mouth twitch a few times as she tried to get an answer in but i quickly scooped her up and started to run with her in my arms down to the garden. Giving my baby brother a horrid look first, of course. "you better catch up little brother!" I yelled down the hall.
Really, i was okay. I had no idea why Kahmunrah was making such a big deal about the little accident that has taken place. After repeatedly caressing my checks and shoulders he bundled me up in his arms and raced to the finish line. "you better catch up little brother!" I heard him shout over my laughter. I looked up over his shoulder and found Ahkmenrah only a couple of feet behind us. Once we reached the small pond in the garden he twirled around with me still in his arms cheering. As he set me on my feet and pulled me into a tight hug i noticed he turned his head toward his brother. by the look an Ahkmenrah's face i could tell it was a negative reaction. I noticed a little bit of blood running down Ahkmenrah's arm.
"You are bleeding" I informed him, pushing away from Kahmunrah to get to him. Kahmunrah looked puzzled at first, then frustrated. "are you alright?" i asked worriedly as I reached out to take hold of his arm as he pushed my arm down "do not touch me , I am fine" he replied sounding annoyed. i stepped back, almost a little hurt. "She does as she would like" Kahmunrah commented sternly. Ahkmenrah scowled. Turning sharply and walking quickly back down the halls. I just watched him as he left. I was a bit shocked and almost sure he did not like me. It was confirmed. something in my body seemed to react in a way i have not yet experienced. I was hurt, i am not sure why. I backed up a few steps then turned around to run and find my father. As i ran i heard Kahmunrah call out for me but i did not listen.
I continued to run down the halls until i caught my fathers eye. "Ahmes, what is wrong?"my father grabbed me by the shoulders."papa! please, can we go home!"i requested shakily. " what has happened to you, child? was it one of the boys?" my father asked looking up for Ahkemnrah or Kahmunrah as if to confront them. "no papa, i just wish to go home" I demanded, a tear forming in my eye. my father grabbed my hand and led me down the steps and we continued home.
Ahkmenrah P.O.V
I could not think of anything but it seemed a million things were racing through my mind at the same time as she laid on top of me. Her green eyes stood out against her olive skin and her curly dark brown hair brought out the traces of brown that shown through the green in her eyes. Her perfectly unruly ringlets reached only just passed her shoulders but some strands were tickling my face as they swayed on top of my forehead, nose and cheeks. If it was not for that small distraction of her hair i am not sure what senseless things would pour out of my mouth.
I finally noticed my brother standing near looking over us. as i felt her lift off of me i was grateful my brother came to my rescue before i began to speak. It did not take me long to realize that if my brother did this for anyone, it was most likely for himself. I hated to watch him touch her like that and when he picked her up i did not think it could get any worse until the end of the race. I assume i know where i stand. She would rather have him than I anyway. How could she not? he is more outgoing and he is older. that has to be it. I was not mad at her, but at him. That smirk he gave me... I could not stand there like a fool any longer. i had to get out of there.
Kahmunrah P.O.V
"AHMES!" i called after her repeatedly. I ran to find Ahkmenrah. "she just left" i reported while his back was turned to me. "what?" ahkmenrah asked turning around slightly. "SHE LEFT! IT WAS BECAUSE OF YOU!" i spat at him "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" i jumped onto his back and grabbed him by the shoulders, pushing him to the ground. " I did nothing!" Ahkmenrah shouted back at me. We continued attacking each other until a maid came in and broke us up. "what if she does not come back?" i questioned unsteadily; no response, just silence. "watch your back!" I warned. "if she does not return.. well, you just better watch it!" I yanked my arms from the maids fragile hands and made my exit. I marched down the hall into my chambers.