Egypt

18th Dynasty

She stretched in the sun. She hated the sand and heat but loved the good treatment. She was treated like a goddess, and in her own mind, was one. 'These people are idiots… useful idiots though.' A female servant held a piece of meat in front of her face. She ate it. She was stretched out on a pillow. The servant fed her another piece of meat. 'Must be pheasant.' She thought. 'Life is good,' she thought. The pharaoh's wife, Nari, came out onto the landing. She walked down to the waters edge. Her servants flocked around her. Her feet slapped against the marble floors. She went down the steps and slid into the water. 'Nari,' she thought. The woman was from Europe, and didn't like her. Nari didn't believe in the same things the Egyptians believed, but the pharaoh had fallen in love. 'Idiot,' she thought. 'Love is such a waist of time.'

She stretched again, her amber eyes drawn to slits. The servant tried to feed her another piece of the pheasant, but she turned her head away not really hungry. She had always preferred to catch her own food anyway. The sun was warming her to the point of discomfort. She lifted herself from the pillow and walked down to the waters edge, but unlike Nari she was soundless, as always. Her small sleek form slid into the water with out so much as ripple. She looked to the servant who had fed her; the woman hadn't even seen her leave. 'I still got it,' she said to herself. She swam through the water and watched the fish scatter. She returned to dry land and started to groom herself. When she was done she returned to her pillow and let the sun warm and dry her.

The pharaoh came out onto the landing and called to his wife. Nari left the water and came over to where she lay. Nari looked down at her then to the servant that had been feeding her. She could see the contempt in Nari's eyes. She also thought that the Egyptians were idiots, but she thought so because they were worshiping a cat. Something about Nari wasn't right. She didn't know what it was, but Nari wasn't normal. Her being was just somehow… wrong. Nari was human but in some way not human. The Egyptian people didn't like her, feared her. Nari seemed sweet but was quick to anger and even quicker to punish. The power of being queen had clearly gone to her head. She knew that Nari hated that she, a cat, was treated better than she, the queen of all Egypt and, in her own mind, of everything the light of day touched.

Nari thought that the whole world revolved around her. That she was the sun and the moon. The morning and the evening star. The boss. She had her nose so high up in the air that if it rained she'd drown. In her mind she was a goddess, and should be treated as thus. But in reality she was the goddess and Nari was just a queen. The world revolved around her. She was the sun, the moon, and the stars. She was the morning and the evening star. She was the boss. When she meowed people listened and responded before she could even draw breath. Compared to her, Nari was nothing, and she loved to remind her of that little fact right when Nari was on her high horse. Life was good.