Epilogue
Ahkmenrah leaned against a wall, in a deserted corridor, when he heard the footsteps of his brother approaching. "I asked you a while ago why I'm not dead, and I never got an answer."
"I never did get the chance," Kahmunrah replied. "I told you I watched you die once."
"I know it wasn't your doing."
"Which changes things completely. We are brothers, you know."
"Don't think I've forgotten. I remember it all."
"Good, because you're the reason."
"Me? I'll believe that when I see it."
"What is there to see? You're still alive."
"So you want me to take it on faith?"
"If it's possible."
"I'll think about it."
"Okay, two Egyptian pharaohs," Tally said, destracting the two brothers, before she continued on her rounds.
"What was so special about that tape in the trash bin?"
"I'll only tell you if you swear on your afterlife that you won't tell another soul."
"You have my word, pharaoh." Ahkmenrah related what had happened in the security office in a low voice in case some of the miniatures were listening in. "Oo, pharaoh's been naughty."
"You're one to talk."
"Now, perhaps we should be going."
"Yes, we should."
Tally and Ahkmenrah sat on the bench in the Diorama Room, which, save them, was deserted. "Are you angry with me?" Ahkmenrah asked.
"Not really. I mean, I can't really be a virgin sacrifice anymore, but I can't do anything in the book which requires me to be a virgin."
"This doesn't bother you?"
"Nope, not really."
"That makes me feel better."
"Good. You're such a worrywort sometimes, you know?"
"I know. I guess it comes with ruling a nation."
"Yeah, I'd believe it."
"We've done it, again."
"Yeah, but something tells me a storm's coming."
"Oh, really? Another one?"
"Yeah. We're in for it this time."
"Do you think we can handle it?"
"Yeah, I do. I really do."
