The next night (Y/N) returned to Ahk's exhibit as promised, but not before going to the Hall of Miniatures to see her old friends.
She found Jed and Octavius in almost no time.
"So, I assume that now that you two are friends I can resume my friendship with both of you."
"Of course, my liege. I apologize that you felt that you had to pick a side."
"Yeah, (Y/N), you didn't have to choose between us! I've missed ya!"
"Sure I didn't. Do you have any idea how much you hated each other at the beginning of last night? But I missed you guys too. I was lonely without you both."
"You should stay and talk, y'all know we have a lot of catching up to do!" Jed added.
"I'd love to, Jed, but I promised I'd meet Ahkmenrah at his exhibit."
"Ooh, Gigantorette has a boyyyyyfriend!"
"I do not! But I did promise to meet him. Plus, I don't want to be a third wheel anyway," she replied with a wink, making both of the men blush. "That's right Jedidiah, two can play at that game." And off she went.
"(Y/N)! You came!"
"What, did you honestly think I wouldn't?"
"No, I just…"
"Well I'm here," she said with a smirk.
"I'm glad."
"I just talked with Jed and Octavius. Before you were let out they were my best friends here. Then they discovered each other and started hating each other and so on and so forth. I didn't want to choose sides so I was pretty lonely for a while so it was really nice now to see them finally being friends, or… whatever they are." She let out a small chuckle. "Jedidiah tried to tease me about coming to see you."
Ahkmenrah began to blush. "Tried to?"
"I teased him right back."
"Of course you did."
She giggled, and for a second, the whole world stopped for Ahkmenrah. She was so precious, so beautiful in that moment from her deep, gorgeous eyes lined with dark black eyeliner, to her perfectly imperfect crooked toothed smile. He couldn't help himself anymore. He intertwined his hand, sweaty from nerves, with hers.
"Um, Ahk?"
"(Y/N), I know you are much younger than me but I've felt an incredible connection since I first laid eyes on you. You're so strong-willed. You're also nevertheless kind and gentle. And you're beautiful. So beautiful. You are much more precious than my tablet could ever be to me. I know things were different in your time, but in Ancient Egypt, we married young, and husband were usually quite older than their wives. Most brides were 14 or 15 and most grooms were 16 or 17. But I never married. I just never quite found someone I truly wanted to spend my life with. (Y/N), I know this is a lot to take in, and I'm not asking you to marry me. I'm just trying to tell you how I feel. (Y/N) (L/N), I think I might love you. I really do."
By now the pharaoh was a red faced mess. (Y/N) hesitated for a short moment before responding.
"Ahk, I think I love you too! You're so loving and caring, and so brave, and handsome, and you are an amazing leader. Egypt was lucky to have you, but I'm even luckier."
Ahk smiled. "(Y/N), will you be my girlfriend? Will you be my queen?"
"Of course, Ahkmenrah. It'd be my pleasure."
The two sat there a second, just staring at each other, when suddenly (Y/N) leaned in for a kiss. The couple kissed passionately, Ahkmenrah's hand embracing (Y/N)'s face and her running her fingers through his dark hair. Ahk smiled into the kiss, and it was the best either of them had ever felt. Nothing had made (Y/N) feel this ecstatic in a long, long time.
"Now what did I tell ya?"
The two pulled apart just to see Jed and Octavius standing there in front of them.
"Guys!" (Y/N) shrieked, "Haven't you people ever heard of privacy?"
"You owe me at least a quarter of your land now, Octy! I told you they'd end up together!"
"You said only one fifth!"
"Jed! Octavius!" piped up Ahkmenrah, "Nobody owes anybody any land. Now could you please leave a man alone with his lady?"
"Sorry, my liege. We didn't mean to be disrespectful."
"Thank you," (Y/N) sighed, "I'll visit you two again later, I promise. I know where the closet is."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jed inquired.
"It means that even though I'm from the 1920s I'm still accepting of everything you two are denial of," she added with a wink, "See, Octy gets it." She glanced at the Roman, blushing a deep shade of crimson.
"What's she talking about, Octy?"
"Nothing, my liege. Nevermind it."
"But what does it mean?"
Once they left, Ahkmenrah turned to (Y/N). "Ok, that was just cruel," he joked.
"What? You know they have a spark! Hey, it's better for me to jokingly tease them about then to shame them for it!"
"They may have a spark. But not near as strong as ours, right?"
"Well duh," she responded, kissing him once again.
