Larry's cell phone rang as he lay in bed sleeping. He picked it up and it was Rebecca. What was she calling for?

"Hello," Larry said groggily, sitting up in bed and wiping the sleep from his eyes.

"Oh I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" Rebecca apologized hastily.

"No, well yeah, but it's alright. What's up?" Larry dismissed.

"We're getting a new addition to the Egyptology display. I'll tell you more over coffee, if you want. Would you meet me at the Starbucks by the museum?" She sounded so excited, the way she usually did when talking history. Larry could hardly refuse her. Her passion was infectious.

"Yeah, sure. I'll be there in thirty minutes," Larry told her and they exchanged quite farewells. He threw the comforter off and rushed to get in the shower. After a quick wash, he got out and dressed. Taking a taxi, Larry was at the coffee shop before Rebecca. When she arrived, they ordered and then sat down.

"So what's this about a new addition?" Larry asked as they received their drinks.

"You know about the recent discovery of Ahkmenrah's Palace in Egypt, right?" She took a sip of her coffee.

"Well I do now. . ." Larry said embarrassedly.

"Archaeologists have uncovered the Pharaoh's private study and in it found old parchments with writings on them. After deciphering them, they labeled them the Pharaoh's journal. In it he talks about his personal affairs such as family encounters, friends, even his betrothal to an influential woman called Omorose." Rebecca told him in her passionate way, her eyes lighting up as she spoke.

"So we're getting a figure of his queen, or something?" Larry asked, forgetting the story Ahkmenrah had told him only a few months ago. See, after that incident, Ahkmenrah went back to normal and so the story was pushed to the back of Larry's mind.

"Actually no. It turns out that there is something much more interesting Ahkmenrah's journal. It mostly revolved around a woman, not his betrothed. From what they read, the woman worked in or near his palace. The Pharaoh describes her in detail and outlines her personality, at least from his point of view. He talks very passionately about her, while never really disclosing just how deep their relationship went. It was very evident that he loved her though. Unfortunately the writings stop right after Ahkmenrah decides to end the relationship because of his approaching wedding. But, from scribes accounts and chronicles it suggests that the slave girl disappeared mysteriously shortly before the Pharaoh. People think it's because he had her killed to avoid others finding out about them." Rebecca finished.

"They gotta be wrong, I mean it's just speculation right? They don't have any proof. You and I know Ahkmenrah, he wouldn't do something like that, especially to someone he loved." Larry defended the Pharaoh.

"Well it was a different time. Look at the things Attila did. Look at him now. Is it so hard to believe Ahkmenrah was capable of killing? Not saying that he did, but it is a possibility." Rebecca reasoned.

"I guess you're right. But you know it's different with Attila, he's Attila. It's just hard for me to imagine Ahkmenrah doing something like that." Larry sighed and shook his head ruefully.

"Why don't you ask him tonight? The new wax figure and artifacts that Dr. McPhee bought will arrive and be set up tomorrow." She suggested. "I'm sure he has a better explanation of what happened." Larry nodded.

"So we are getting the slave girl then?" Larry asked.

"Yes," Rebecca confirmed.

"Do you know her name?" He sipped at his coffee.

"No, but Ahkmenrah often refers to her as 'the light' or 'my light'. He describes her as having sandy skin, dark hair, and 'eyes like the Nile'." Rebecca went on.

"Huh. . ." Larry said thoughtfully. "You know, I remember Ahkmenrah was telling me a something about a girl that Sacagawea reminded him of few months ago. He didn't go into much detail but I remember him saying that he never knew what became of her."

"That's gotta be her!" Rebecca said. "Do you mind if I stay with at the museum tonight with you? If you can get Ahkmenrah to tell the whole story, then I want to hear it." She grinned.

"I think I know how I'll do just that." Larry grinned back.