Request Fic for DarkAngel048
I'm back with the third chapter. This is easily become a favorite fic of mine to write!
Disclaimer: I don't own either manga/anime
Rating: M
Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort
Summary: She hated her husband with a passion, but there was nothing she could do. He was the king of Egypt and he chose her as his queen. His queen. Her husband has never called her by her name, it was always "My Queen" as he took her again and again. He desired power. She desired her freedom. He wanted her. She wanted someone else, but he belonged to another. He has claimed her body, but not her heart. She has forcibly become his Queen.
Beta: Asa Usa
My Queen
Ramses felt his brow twitch in irritation as he sat in the golden throne next to his father in the meeting room. His 'fiancé' had yet to show up and dammit he was ready to get the hell out of there. He still needed to question that strange woman about her appearance at the river. In his mind he replayed their encounter, from her disrupting his time of peace, to her kiss, and up to the time she yelled at him for his mistreatment towards Eimi, and he scowled at the memory. It was none of her business of how he treated that weak princess. If Eimi couldn't handle his true feelings towards her then she wasn't worthy to be his queen. The woman who was to rule by his side must be strong and not weak like Eimi was.
"What ails you, Son?" King Ramses looked down at his eldest child; his heterochromatic eyes were cold, stern, and calculating.
The Egyptian Prince stiffened in his chair as his father's gazed locked on him. His tongue seemed to swell in his mouth, for he couldn't form any words. So, he shook his head. Ramses let out a barely audible sigh when the King nodded and cast his eyes back on the small, petite woman sitting in front of them.
"Your daughter is late, Yuri. Mother like Daughter." the pharaoh's gold and sepia eyes held a hint of mischievousness as he teased the pale skinned woman.
Yuri merely smiled charmingly at her former enemy. "Patience Ramses. Eimi will be here in a moment."
As if on cue with her mother's word, Eimi rushed into the room. "I apologize for my tardiness, Mother. I have no excuse." she fell to the ground before Yuri, keeping her head and eyes low.
"Rise, Daughter. You know better than to bow before me."
"Yes, forgive me Mother." Eimi laughed nervously as she took her seat next to her mother.
King Ramses sighed. Even though Yuri was the Queen of the Hittite Empire, she still was the same humble woman he fell in love with. She was always telling others to not bow before her, since she considered herself no better than them. "Well, now that Princess Eimi is here we can begin."
Ramses frowned. Great ,they were about to set a date for when he was to wed the woman. Couldn't his father see that he did not desire the female? Sure, he could neglect her and go to his concubines, but he would have to bed her once in order to have a heir to continue the Royal Secession Line. 'Father! I don't want this woman as my wife! I desire someone with strength, someone with power!' The Egyptian prince felt his teeth grind together as he watched his father flirt and tease the Hittite Queen as they made negotiations about the wedding.
"I say we have the wedding here in Egypt." Yuri said, patting her daughter's arm.
King Ramses grinned. "No, I insist that we hold in it Hattusa." he turned to his son. "Don't you agree, Son?"
"Personally, Father, I don't give a damn where the wedding is held. I'm being forced into a marriage that I do not desire." Ramses snapped, keeping his heterochromatic eyes locked with the honey brown orbs of Eimi. "It is only because of your love for her mother that this betrothal was even thought of. I hardly know anything about this Hittite Princess; you are so eagerly marrying me off to. And from what I do know about her, she is weak. She always relied on others to rescue her when danger is around. If I wed her it will not be of love, she will merely be a means of continuing the Royal Secession Line."
Yuri gasped at the hateful words that came from the young prince's mouth. He dared to call her daughter weak, but what shocked her the most was his bold declaration that Eimi would only be...would be...a walking womb meant only to birth him a son! The Hittite Queen stood from the bronzed throne, stomping over to the first prince and struck him across the face. "How dare you! Never speak of my child like that again!" she shifted her gaze to the elder man, her dark eyes softening. "Ramses, I am sorry, but I cannot let my daughter marry your son."
"Yuri, I apologize for my son's rudeness. Please do not let this ruin the marriage." King Ramses begged. When Yuri said those words it felt like his entire world was falling apart. He couldn't lose her, not again. His son and her daughter getting married was his only excuse for seeing her beautiful face. He loved Yuri more than anything in this world. Sure he was married, but Yuri Ishtar holds his heart in the palms of her hands. "Please, Yuri."
The Hittite Queen shook her head sadly. "I am sorry, Ramses. You are a good man, but your son has showed me that he will not even try to learn to love Eimi. I will not place my daughter in a loveless marriage." Yuri turned, walking over to her daughter - who was frozen in utter shock - and grasped her hand. "Come Eimi, we must find your brother and take our leave. I have to report to your father."
King Ramses tried in vain to stop them from leaving, but nothing he said worked. He offered one of his younger sons, gold, clothing made of the finest silks, even half of Egypt's land, but Yuri wouldn't change her mind.
"Enough Ramses! I'm not changing my mind! Eimi and Ramses II will not wed!" Yuri snapped as she and her daughter left the room.
Ramses hid a smug smile. Finally he was free! He didn't have to marry that weakling! He was about to open his mouth and praise the Gods for his fortune when his father turned angry eyes at him. The Egyptian prince swallowed dryly at the murderous gleam in the blazing gold and sepia eyes he inherited.
"User Ramses II, I am highly infuriated with you! You had to go and open your mouth and make Yuri choose to not allow you to marry Princess Eimi! I should have you whipped for this."
"Father, I-"
"Silence!" King Ramses boomed, his nostrils flaring in anger. "I don't want to hear your excuses, User! Get out of my sight before I decide to have you whipped!"
The young Egyptian prince merely looked at his father in disgust as he walked out of the meeting room. He didn't really care if he was whipped or not. As long as he didn't have to be tied down to that woman, he didn't care. Ramses walked down the long corridor, blankly staring at the hieroglyphics engraved on the walls. He stopped at a particular engraving, one that spoke of an ancient prophecy/
"She, who comes down from the heavens with eyes clear as the sky and hair dark as night, will come to Egypt and become the Queen. She will have extraordinary powers, powers that will greatly help the pharaoh. She will birth him many strong sons, sons that will help lead their father in victory at war."
"I must find this prophesied woman and make her mine." the Egyptian prince traced a long, slender finger down the engraving, trailing it down the stone wall. "She and I will have the most powerful sons in the Nineteenth Dynasty!" he rubbed his thumb along the edge of his chin as he thought of the description of the woman. 'Eyes clear as the sky and hair dark as night. Many Egyptian women have hair dark as night, but what of the eyes...' Ramses shifted through his memory of the entire Royal Court woman who has eyes clear as the sky, but none came to mind. They all had either brown, green, or amber eyes. 'What does it mean? And what of the extraordinary powers that will greatly help the pharaoh.'
Ramses growled low in his throat. This was so infuriating! He wanted to be the one to find the woman prophesied in the hieroglyphics. "Eyes clear as the sky and hair dark as night!" he grunted when someone ran into his chest and a small feminine cry was heard from the ground below.
"Excuse me Prince Ramses! I wasn't watching where I was going." the dark haired servant girl kneeled lowly, the large trunk strapped to her back hiding her body from his view.
"Lift your head so that I may look at your face." he scowled down at the girl. He wasn't in the mood for leniency and he was about to give this woman hell. But his hard gaze softened when he saw that it was one of his younger brother's betrothed. "Selene, what are you doing? You should be going through your training to learn to be the proper princess for Amenhiunamif."
Selene blinked up at the tall blond prince, her lips pulled down into a frown. "I don't have time for that. Princess Eimi has asked me to deliver this trunk to her."
"Eimi is no longer here. The wedding has been called off. Go to your etiquette class immediately." Ramses snatched the young girl up by her arm and began leading her down the corridor.
"Let me go! I have to deliver this to Princess Eimi's friend, Kagome!"
The prince of Egypt paused when Selene spoke the name of the young woman he encountered with that morning. Selene knows where the girl was? "Take me to this woman. Now!"
The princess-to-be stared at Ramses like he grown a second head. Why did he want to see Kagome? She had to know. "Why should I?"
Ramses snarled under his breath at Selene's defiance. Why did she not bend to his will? He was going to be the King of Egypt soon. "I have no reason to explain myself to you, Selene."
"Well, I'm not going anywhere with you, Prince User Ramses II." Selene knew that if she pressed the right buttons, she will gain the information she wanted. She ripped her arm out of his grip, rubbing the red hand print branded on her skin. "And you should be tenderer with women."
"Silence!"
"You don't frighten me. I am the fiancé of Amenhiunamif, a prince who's temper can rival Ra's fiery gaze. Now either you tell me what you want with Lady Kagome or I will be on my way." the dark haired woman crossed her arms and smirked. It was only a matter of seconds until Ramses's anger would get the best of him and he would blurt out his intentions. It has never failed.
The Egyptian prince growled lowly. Selene was pressing the wrong buttons. She was about to unleash all his frustrations that he has been holding in since his father announced his engagement to the Hittite princess. Ra knows how much he had detested his father for that. He wanted to choose his own queen, not have one chosen for him. "Selene, I swear by Ra's mighty hand that if you do not take me to the woman, I will...will..."
"You will what? Have me whipped? Cut out my tongue? You can't do anything to me. I may be just a mere servant, but I have caught the eye of a Prince of Egypt and have become his betrothed. There is nothing you can do to me without Amenhiunamif's permission. Your threats are empty." Selene stood there with her arms crossed below her chest and began tapping her foot.
Ramses' face was beginning to turn red with anger and his lips were pulled back in a snarl, showing his clenched teeth. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose and exhaled out his mouth, calming his ire. "Selene, if I were to tell you what I want with the woman, would you take me to her?"
"Yes, I would." she covered her mouth to hide the smug smile that was currently plastered on her face.
"Fine. I met her this morning and have some questions that I require from her." he opened his eyes to see Selene quickly remove her hand from her face and smile sweetly. One of his golden brows arched skeptically. He stiffened when she took hold of his hand and began leading him up the hallway.
"Come. She's in this room." the princess-to-be pulled him down the corridor, stopping at the third door. "Here. She's in this room. Wait here, while I give her the trunk."
Ramses frowned but nodded nonetheless.
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~Kirei Ai Tenshi (formally The Lovely Kaykai-sama)