The Guardian
Chapter Four
Responsibilities
Nefertiti gave the guards their orders and then turned and left them. She locked the door by turning the knob left then right then left again. She turned and walked back. What a bore. She got to protect a tiny bracelet while that little bitch Anck-su-namun got to protect her father. It would be his undoing for sure.
She motioned to her bodyguards and climbed into her carriage. She was headed home. She was tired of waiting here and watching the bracelet. It wasn't going anywhere. Granted, it was her responsibility. But so was protecting her father, despite his arguments. "Lets go." She ordered.
"Yes your highness."
The drive was along and tiring one but when they arrived she was thrilled. "Daughter." Seti said, "I knew you'd come."
She hurried to embrace her father, "You did?"
"Of course."
She grinned and hugged him tighter. "Its so good to be home. My responsibilities keep me busy."
"I know. Busier than I had originally thought."
Nefertiti pulled back, "What?"
"Never mind. Come in. Anck-su-namun is anxious to speak to you."
Nefertiti pulled back, "No. I will not talk to her."
"Nefertiti. Do it for me." Seti ordered.
Nefertiti sighed, "Only for you."
But as it turned out she didn't have to find Anck-su-namun. Anck-su-namun was far too busy with wedding plans. Seti rubbed his daughter's shoulders, "Daughter there is something I need to tell you."
"What is it Father?" She asked.
"I am going away for a few days."
"What!?"
The pharaoh nodded, "I'm afraid so. Business in the country side."
Nefertiti sighed, "You do what you must."
The pharaoh agreed, "I'll see you in a few days." He kissed her forehead and was gone.
***
The days had passed slowly. She had avoided her father's future wife to all extents. She walked along the palace halls. She rested her hands on the railing in front of her. She looked out and spotted Imhotep. What was he doing here? He was never here when her father was not. She got her answer a moment later when Anck-su-namun entered.
She turned her face away as they kissed. How could they!? She turned back and saw her father entered. She screamed towards the medja to go to her father. "NO!" She screamed as Imhotep sent the final blow to her father. She flipped over the railing and ran to her father just after Anck-su-namun took her life. She pulled her father's head into her hands, "Father? Oh gods, no!"
But he was gone.
"Your highness, who is responsible for this?" One medja asked.
Nefertiti pursed her lips together, "Anck-su-namun and her lover…. Imhotep."
The medja glanced at each other, "We will catch him."
Nefertiti glared at them, "You had better. It is your responsibility to do so."
The medja who had first spoken said, "Just as it is your responsibility to take the throne now."
Nefertiti glanced up at him quickly, "What?" She had never thought about taking the throne. Even in all her years as the pharaoh's only child she had never thought about being on the throne. She nodded through her tears, "Of course."
Chapter Four
Responsibilities
Nefertiti gave the guards their orders and then turned and left them. She locked the door by turning the knob left then right then left again. She turned and walked back. What a bore. She got to protect a tiny bracelet while that little bitch Anck-su-namun got to protect her father. It would be his undoing for sure.
She motioned to her bodyguards and climbed into her carriage. She was headed home. She was tired of waiting here and watching the bracelet. It wasn't going anywhere. Granted, it was her responsibility. But so was protecting her father, despite his arguments. "Lets go." She ordered.
"Yes your highness."
The drive was along and tiring one but when they arrived she was thrilled. "Daughter." Seti said, "I knew you'd come."
She hurried to embrace her father, "You did?"
"Of course."
She grinned and hugged him tighter. "Its so good to be home. My responsibilities keep me busy."
"I know. Busier than I had originally thought."
Nefertiti pulled back, "What?"
"Never mind. Come in. Anck-su-namun is anxious to speak to you."
Nefertiti pulled back, "No. I will not talk to her."
"Nefertiti. Do it for me." Seti ordered.
Nefertiti sighed, "Only for you."
But as it turned out she didn't have to find Anck-su-namun. Anck-su-namun was far too busy with wedding plans. Seti rubbed his daughter's shoulders, "Daughter there is something I need to tell you."
"What is it Father?" She asked.
"I am going away for a few days."
"What!?"
The pharaoh nodded, "I'm afraid so. Business in the country side."
Nefertiti sighed, "You do what you must."
The pharaoh agreed, "I'll see you in a few days." He kissed her forehead and was gone.
***
The days had passed slowly. She had avoided her father's future wife to all extents. She walked along the palace halls. She rested her hands on the railing in front of her. She looked out and spotted Imhotep. What was he doing here? He was never here when her father was not. She got her answer a moment later when Anck-su-namun entered.
She turned her face away as they kissed. How could they!? She turned back and saw her father entered. She screamed towards the medja to go to her father. "NO!" She screamed as Imhotep sent the final blow to her father. She flipped over the railing and ran to her father just after Anck-su-namun took her life. She pulled her father's head into her hands, "Father? Oh gods, no!"
But he was gone.
"Your highness, who is responsible for this?" One medja asked.
Nefertiti pursed her lips together, "Anck-su-namun and her lover…. Imhotep."
The medja glanced at each other, "We will catch him."
Nefertiti glared at them, "You had better. It is your responsibility to do so."
The medja who had first spoken said, "Just as it is your responsibility to take the throne now."
Nefertiti glanced up at him quickly, "What?" She had never thought about taking the throne. Even in all her years as the pharaoh's only child she had never thought about being on the throne. She nodded through her tears, "Of course."
