I'm thinking of making a prequel to this, like for Ahkmenrah and Kamunrah's life. Like, before hand. But I'll only do so if I get some reviews asking me to.

BTW, thanks for all the reviews! Very happy mood you guys put me in!

"When I was born, I was the third child. Kahmunrah was the first, about eight when I was born. Next was my other brother, Haketrah, three. Then there was my sister, Diaru, two summers less than I. My parents were always striking for perfection, and I suppose I was just that." Ahkmenrah muttered, gently caressing the golden bands that lay loosely around his wrists. Larry waited silently for the pharoh to continue.

"You see, royals were punished if they did something wrong*. (A/N I was watching 'The King's Speech, and it was revealed that the royals were abused when they did something 'wrong', like for example, they wrote with their left hand or stuttered.) As you know, Kahmunrah had the lisp. Haketrah hated his studies and always retaliated. I was the 'good son', as some would put it. I spoke without complication. I never retaliated and always did my work. I never did anything to disgrace my family, and wasted my young life doing that. Being to obediant. I never having any fun."

"But Kahmunrah was the only, how do you say it? 'Saving grace?' When out of the sight of my parents, him and I created trouble. We played pranks, and had a grand time doing it. One time we switched the heads of the gods in the temple, and our wicked priests, Iroh and Basab, thought of it as an omen. They fasted for two weeks. Quite hilarious, actually. But of course they found out, and Kahmunrah always took the blame..."

"So wait, Kahmunrah actually liked you?" Larry said in amazment, wondering what had happed to trigger the eldest brothers anger.

"Yes. The retribution-seeking man you see today actually cared for me at one point in time." he said with a sad smile, depression in his regal voice.

"So the years past and we all grew older. Kahmunrah was to take responsibility as ruler, though my father protested loudly against it. 'How is he to rule my people if he can't even speak correctly?' We would hear him shout at times. The sevents would all cower while my brother would pass angrily, as if he were the pleague. All, but one. Her name was Ahnkarah, but we all called her Karah. She had been our only true friend outside the royals. Her eyes were golden as the evening sun setting above the desert horizon. Her air was as black as that of a crow. Her beauty, though, was beyond compare..." Ahkmanrah smiled at this, his eyes traveling back to another time. Then his smile darkened.

"The only thing more beautiful than herself was her heart, the kindest and purest I had ever known. She always defended my brothers and I, and always comforted us when were were scared or alone. But it was my brother, that I would find out too late, that she cared for the most. And then there was my brother, Haketrah, that ended up being the most twisted of us all. He had fallen in love with Diaru. It was the most repulsive thing I had ever heard. Diaru, our beautiful baby sister!" The anger in his voice was unmistakeable.

Larry was appauled. Incest? Now that was a low.

When he calmed down enough to speak, he continued. "I told him it was wrong. It was sick. But he didn't listen. When she rejected him, he went mad. And then he went tampering into black magic... Karah left that year, sent back to her old village for my father had caught wind that I, and secretly my brother, had fallen in love with the 'servent girl'. We were broken up about it for months, unable to be with the one you truly loved. But then my father got sick, and everything started to change..."

"On my fathers deathbead, he wished... he wished to see me with a wife and ruler. Of course Kahmunrah was angry. He hated the man with every fiber in his being. He had taken everything away from him and passed it onto me. I was frightened. I lost Haketrah to madness, loosing my father to an illness, lost my love, and now my brother was beginning to hate me. I never even wanted to be king! Kahmunrah was always the better leader than me and my brother combined. But, as it was law, "As the morning and evening star has spoken, so it shall come to pass."

"Within the month, I was given my choice of any woman in the land. Karah had come back, for she thought it was Kahmunrah who was to be picking the marriage. The look on her face was not anything less that shock. Come to find out, her true father was a king, and she a princess, but her village was becoming broke, and she needed to find a wealthy suitor. I asked her to marry me, but there was hesitation in her reply. She finally agreed, and the land rejoyced. That was, all but my brother. In his rage, he sent out half of the army to expand Egypts territory, to kill anything in their paths. Women, men, children, babies, it didn't matter. He just wanted them dead. Towns fell, and I didn't know about it. Thousands lost their lives, but my brother didn't care. He didn't care much about anything anymore. My other brother asked again to let him love Diaru, but I made it law against it."

"One month after the proposal, Karah and I were happily married, or so I thought. But that night, I found out she wasn't as pure as I once thought. She looked away and said she was forced upon. With that, I vowed to find her attacker. She begged me not to, but she was my love. How could I not?" A lone tear trecked silently down the pharohs cheek.

"Then, she began to carry my child. I was so estatic, as the whole kingdom was. Except my brother. He became more and more violent as the pregnancy went on. It started with violent outbursts that he would apologize later for. Then the beatings of slaves, torturing them. Then the killings of innocent people. I was becoming more and more frightful because I didn't know what was the cause of my brothers rage. I was too young and naiive to understand. And then the birth of my child, the grandest day of my life. We called him Thaturah II, after my ledgendary grandfather. He had his mothers eyes but my face... The most beautiful thng to ever be seen by my eyes... I was the happiest I had ever been in my entire life." his smile was genuine. But his happiness turned to sorrow.

"That is, at least, until that one summer morning..."

To be continued...

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