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The palace of the pharaoh was bustling with servants rushing back and forth at every door at pathway in every room carrying towels and water among other things as the baby princes' cry reverberate around the walls. And yet no one notices the dark shadow against that wall. The lithe and slender figure looks in on the scene before his harsh red eyes some what covered by the dark hood made to conceal him. His eyes narrowed slightly at the inapt ability of the castle guards. He nearly feels like the king is being insulted when he finds his way quite easily to the queens death room.

Athoris stopped and paused bowing once towards the body in a sign of respect and then to the statue of Isis above. He pulled the hood off his head and gazed down at the young queen sleeping peacefully her hands folded lying upon the stone.

She was young, younger then the king but her face show no sign of any rift between them. Her hair was dark the crown still upon it as well as all her gold and jewelry upon her white linen clothing flowing graceful down her body shawl wrapped around her middle. Her eyes are closed in the sleep of the dead.

The boy felt his throat tighten slightly and suddenly he hears a noise behind him and quickly he hides on the celling.

It is the king accompanied by his adviser holding the new born prince in his hands. The adviser stays in the doorway while the king continues and stands by his queen his expression, though he cannot see it, is grave and slowly falls down to her knees and he prays to the gods for the life of his beloved queen saying the child is too young too small and frail to be left without a mother.

He had never had known. His love for her is a true one and Athoris feels sick to be spying in on a scene so person. The advisor who was left holding the baby felt his heartache for them both. But the king could not remain at his queens side forever the moment he hears a guards foot steps approach he reluctantly leaves the guard having informed him of his brothers return and they leave quickly follow him out leaving Athoris alone in the room. He carefully jumps down barley making any noise as he does and bows once more to the queen.

"Trust me... my queen my king I will watch over the prince in your place... that is more then I can say for the guards." he quickly and silently leaving the room.

What makes him follow the king he does not know but he cannot help it and in a matter of minutes finds himself hiding behind a pillar or the throne room watching as a man in a dark hood travel worn and dusty caring a bag over his shoulder come into the room his brother the king gets up from the throne and meets him on the dais arms outstretched face beaming until he pulls back his hood.

From his place above them Athoris saw Ra's avatar eyes widen in shock at the golden eye now pressed firmly in the eye socket.

"It... is just a small price to pay compared to the safety our land," the man said his back to Athoris who sees him touch his eye and then hold out a bag to the king.

The king reached into a bag and pulls out a golden pendent glinting in the light at the front is the symbol of an eye eerily similar to the eye of Ra.

"I arrived just in time my king," he said softly. "The eye saw the enemy approaching."

"Then... let us use these items to destroy the fallen."