Chapter 28 How Karma Works

"Stupid Ramses! Stupid crush! Stupid god damned hormones!" Kiran ranted loudly- in her own room, of course. "Why does he have to be so hot?! Why does he have to be such a womanizing jerk?! Why is this damned crush not going away already?!"

'Is it possible that I have more than just a crush? That I like him, or maybe...love him?'

'You'll never know unless you make a move, or alternatively let him make a move on you.'

'Not an option.' Kiran dismissed easily. She would hate to find herself getting attached. That wouldn't do her any good. Best case scenario it made leaving all the much harder, worst case...she might find herself not wanting to leave at all.

'Is that really such a bad thing?'

'Of course it is.' It wasn't an option.

Why did Ramses Insist on getting closer to her? He could just go and find some other woman-

Kiran felt a small pang in her heart.

"Damned. I'm an idiot." Wasn't she the one who had told him it wouldn't work?

"Yes, when the year is up. I have people there...a lot of people who need me."

"For the second...not enough of a reason, Ramses."

"I have obligations back where I come from, Ramses."

Then why the hell did she care? She shouldn't, she really really shouldn't. Ramses was Ramses, powerful general and future King of Egypt. Kiran was Kiran, hot-headed girl with only an unknown cousin to call family and the future ruler of a small modern day kingdom. Completely different people from completely different times. Kiran couldn't- wouldn't- won't let herself get wrapped up in Ramses' pace.

"Why am I letting myself get all torn up over this?" Kiran questioned herself exasperatedly. Kiran took a deep breath and cleared Ramses, love, and the possibility of not leaving from her mind.

'You're going to keep ignoring it all?' Once again, Kiran's conscience was ignored.

"Okay!" Kiran shouted, uncharacteristically chipper. "Time to go look at all of Egypt's top secrets again!" Then Kiran let out a laugh that was dangerously close to a cackle and mentally admitted that she may be just a bit too low on sleep before walking out of the room. She snuck down the halls, even though it might not have been necessary, considering that Ramses had let her read most of the documents already, but she suspected that Ramses was hiding some of them, and she was determined to find out why.

Once Kiran was in the office-like area where the documents were kept, she carefully and quietly shut the door. Then, she walked over to Ramses desk and sat down.

"Now, if I were an over-paranoid, arrogant, womanizing, jerk general, where would I put my most confidential documents?" Kiran mused with an expression of mischief that included a smile that was stuck halfway between a grin and a smirk. Then she abruptly slammed her fist down on the desk. A small echo sounded and Kiran snorted. "That's just too easy."

Then, Kiran ran her fingers around the edge of the desk. Finding nothing, she got out of the chair and sat on the ground, looking up at the underneath of the desk. There was a barely perceivable crack.

"That's less easy." Kiran admitted begrudgingly. Kiran worked her nails into the crack before tilting it, hissing a bit at the way her nails bent, and then tugging. The false bottom was now cracked open enough for Kiran to stick her hand in. Instead of that, Kiran put her fingertips in and tugged it down again. The false bottom clattered to the ground and Kiran shuffled back as a scorpion fell from the slot...Then, she dropped a pot on it- effectively killing it and the pot.

"Maybe I should have listened to my own personality analysis of 'over-paranoid'." Kiran said as she desperately tried to recover from the mini heart attack that Ramses' trap had caused her. "What in the hell is wrong with him?!"

Kiran used her foot to shuffle around in the broken pot pieces to make sure the scorpion was really dead- it was- before looking in the slot. Very carefully of course, Bastet forbid there be more. There was only a box left. Kiran took it out...it was locked. She couldn't even snort anymore, it was just getting painful.

"Why, Ramses? Why?" Kiran questioned before giving a long-suffering sigh. Then she took a pin from her hair and wriggled it around in the lock until it opened. Kiran felt that she could cry in relief. Then she looked into the box...which was empty. Kiran's face faded into a blank look before she threw the box across the room and got up, dusting herself off.

"Fuck that, I'm done for the night." Kiran said and left the room to get to some sweet, glorious sleep- cursing Ramses the entire way.


Ramses entered his office the next morning and paused, raising an amused eyebrow. A broken pot, dead scorpion, broken box, false bottom of his desk, and a bent hairpin all littered the floor. It wasn't hard to guess what had happened, it had been exactly what Ramses intended, after all.

"What happened here?" Seti, who had entered behind him, questioned with a half appalled, half sighing voice. Ramses lips twitched before he broke into laughter. Seti raised his eyebrows at him before he took on a look of realization and shook his head.

"And you would think you two would stop doing things like this after you realized you liked each other." Seti sighed. If Ramses wasn't so busy laughing, he might have caught the way Seti said 'you liked each other', but he was and so he didn't. Ah, Karma at its finest.


Extra- Misunderstanding (during the two weeks Layla and Seti were getting Kiran into a bunch of coincidences)

Layla and Seti were baffled at how little luck they were having with getting Kiran and Ramses together. Really, how could two people be so stubborn?! Seriously, they had Kiran walk in on Ramses naked and had Ramses see Kiran when she was practically naked and the two didn't even admire the others body. It wasn't possible, it was absolutely insane! Yet, it was true.

"Those two should just jump each other already." Layla grumbled and Seti nodded agreeably.

"Seriously." Seti grumbled in turn. Suddenly Layla snapped her fingers and turned to Seti.

"I have an idea." Layla stated proudly and Seti raised his brow, urging her on. "Let's lock them in Ramses' bedroom together."

"Really?" Seti questioned, unimpressed. Layla rolled her eyes.

"Well, something is bound to happen if we leave them in there long enough. It's a bedroom. If there's any attraction at all, then something will happen." Layla said like Seti was an idiot. Seti furrowed his brows.

"You do realize that I'm six years older that you, right?" Seti questioned. Layla just scoffed at him.

"Kiran is nine years younger that Ramses and still manages to make him look like an idiot sometimes." Layla stated with a kind of pride before sticking her tongue out at Seti it a completely undignified way that just seemed to fit her, servant to royalty or not.

"That is not the point and- oh, never mind. We'll try your idea." Seti conceded, making a very-near-scowling expression as Layla cheered.


Layla and Seti went to Ramses room to make sure the door was lockable and there was food- just in case they had to lock Kiran and Ramses in for a long time, because who knew how long it would take before pure attraction and the presence of a bed would take over. Unfortunately, Layla slipped on a piece of cloth on the floor, Knocking Seti over with her and landing them both on the edge of Ramses bed. Layla landed on Seti's chest with an 'oomph' and Seti grimaced as he nearly hit his head on a part of the bed's frame.

Then...Ramses walked in. Said general looked at the scene with a mixture of amusement and...never mind, it was just pure amusement. He wasted no time in clearing his throat. Seti and Layla- who turned her head so fast that she hit Seti in the face with her mass of blonde waves, said male grimacing in turn- looked up at him with expressions of mortification and horror, respectively. This just served to amuse Ramses even more. Pleased with their reactions, Ramses turned around and walked out, but not before saying, "Next time maybe find some place other than my room to flaunt your relationship."

"Wai-" Both began to shout, but the door cut them off. They both went silent before finally realizing their position and going red. Layla scurried off of Seti and he jumped up once she was off of him.

"I, um-"

"I'm gonna-"

They both spoke before simultaneously turning away. Layla all but ran out the door, leaving Seti standing in his general's room, equal parts mortified, horrified, and confused.


AMERICA, I'M BACK!

Sorry, I just had to get that out of my system.

This chapter was mostly comedy, since things in this story had been so serious lately, but never fear (Underdog is here) this chapter did have actual relevance to the plot.

Ramses is an asshole, but we can all forgive him, since he's so sexy. Kiran will, too...trust me.

Oh, and in case you were wondering, the reason Kiran wasn't in that last scene is because I want to save her reaction for when there is an actual relationship between the two, but Ramses was fair game (and hilarious to write).

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