The next morning. Arthur walk at the hallway. turn the knob. the door half open he saw Imhotep standing. looking at the view. slowly he approached. with bow. he asked. "My lord. you're looking for me?" he stares on Imhotep back. he study him. quite tall. broad shoulder. strong man he is. but his weakness - is the woman of his life. he love that woman so much. a woman. mother of his child. a son. he had before he died. he hadn't see the boy yet. pretty sure Imhotep did. "My lord. anything you need. I asked Ms Chione to guide you."

"No need it. Arthur."

"My lord."

slow. Imhotep turn to him. said. "I need you do something for me. Arthur. this matter I think - I don't need her helped."

"Everything. My Lord. but - what is it?" smirking. Imhotep circling around him. he study him too. how loyal he is to him. or - he's just afraid to died. if this curator obey his order and word. did he. "My Lord." he look at his tall figures. "My Lord."

Imhotep snorts. said. "Last night. I met her. my love. my beloved. beautiful. I've never forget about her since the first time I met her back thousand years ago. she still the same I remember even she - a mother. of my son. she still the same. beautiful and ever. but -" his word suddenly stop. he walk back toward the window. continue. "She refused to love me. she refused to accept me. she refused everything."

sigh. "Haven't she notice. that she had a son with me. Arthur." he look over his shoulder. where'd the curator stood. "My son."

"My lord." stop. "What do you want me to do. name your price. My Lord."

Imhotep turn. he study him again. "I want you - I want you bring my son in here. so then she will come to me and get him."

"My Lord." breath. "I know that Carnahan's. she strong that you barely imagine. she stuborn too. she will find her son no matter what or hard her life could be."

"So obey my order." he said.

"No. My Lord. but you must understand. she's the one who - I don't wished to obeying you ordered but what if the boy fight over his life while we take him in and hurt one of our man? I'm sure there something else you wish to consider before we took him in." heavily breath. "She take you down before. don't you think she will do the same thing to you. My Lord. and now you involved her son. of course both of you. son." blink. "I don't think she will - you know."

Imhotep wasn't an impatient man. but what the curator said about Evelyn making him more anger. he will suck this curator flesh till skull. how dare him insult her. how dare him provoking his son. how dare him! notice. the curator bow his head. apologetics. realise his own word. make Imhotep -

"Yes. My Lord. as you wished. you wishes will command. I asked my followers to get him. with my prayers. soon you'll be reunited with your family. My Lord."

Imhotep watch him. nod. the curator will make his order dream come true. if his fails? died followed him. "Do you know the Swanson's. Arthur."

"Swanson's? which one? all I knew there's one family. disabled son. the parent had. if you tell me that Swanson's you talked about. a yes. is them."

Imhotep nod again. "Tell me. what kind of that family is."

"They lives in castle. and I'm also heard they have a new governess for their disable son to taking care of. her name is Evelyn Carnahan,the librarian. she worked with Hafez. and yes. she is. yours."

smiling. "Indeed. and she's mine. Arthur." chuckle. "Bring my son to me."

at the same time in Swanson's place. Evelyn's shouting. she had a reason why. "You disgusting wheelchair creature I care of. put that down! that's not worth it she's gone. I mean she's married to someone else. don't make me come to you and slapped you face. put that knife down!"

as she entered the room. she find Nizam's cut his wrist hand after he'd find out about his ex lovers. she married to someone else. else. his own best friend. before Nizam gets injured. the lovers supposed married but - Evelyn's met the girl before this happen. the girl met Nizam's along side with his best friend. she hear them talked from tge outside of Nizam's door. marriage involved. and Nizam's so pissed about that.

she didn't realise Nizam's will take his life because of that girl. he must be love her much than his own life. "Stop!" breath. "This is suicide. for God's sake." she approached him. doesn't he felt hurt? quickly she reach the knife from his hand. she almost slapped his face for being such an idiots. but she's didn't dare. poor him.

"She married to someone else. my own best friend. best friend. she married to him. and left me like this. I've gives her anything she want. and she end up left me." chuckle. "For what reason. because of this." he pointed at his disability legs. "This. because of this she left me. I can't walk. is that she left me for." Evelyn's sigh. he continue. "She promised me no matter what will happened to me. she will stayed. but she - lied to me."

snort. "Doesn't mean you can killed yourself like this. think of your future. you're were lucky. disabled man not blind. or dead yet. there's a blind people out there since born never giving up their hope to lives even they can't see. they never complaining. it was God created their life like that. include you; you can find another girl better than that tramp." she stares down at the blood of him. dripping on the carpet. he let it drain out from his body. idiot. "Unbelievable."

she sigh out loud. she really want to chocked him to death. ignore her though. she take small towel then wiped the blood of his. then she treat his injured. quite deep his cuts. she didn't realise what she did. he hasn't what she do. he stares down at her. she kissed his wrist hand after she wrapped him with the bandage. his face shocked. she look up. blush.

"I'm sorry. I thought - you're my son. I'm sorry." her lips stutter. "I'm sorry." she said again. her corner eyes caught something stood at Nizam's window room. she turn to look abd there stood of Imhotep. he had watched her since the beginning. his face. he had shown her warning face. what will he gonna to her or Nizam. she pray. Imhotep wasn't targeting Nizam and killed him.

this is all her fault. no waited. this is all his faults. Imhotep fault. what the hell is he doing in Swanson's state. "I accepted your apologies. just don't do that again."

later. Imhotep walk at the hallway. he shouts calling out Arthur name. the curator quickly get him. he's out from his room. he saw him walk in anger. "My Lord. I'm here." breath. "What happened?!"

Imhotep caught his collar neck. gritting his teeth. he said. "Bring - my - son - in. we're going to Ahm Shere." he let him go. then resuming his walk straight to his room. the curator watch him. he blinked his eyes over and over. he look around. with whispered.

"Ahm Shere."

later evening. as usual. Evelyn's finish her works at Swanson's state. she drop by buying grocery for dinner. moments later. she's back to the house. she glance at the clock and the time show her at 6.30pm. its time she cooked. she expected Dakota at home waiting for her. but Jonathan are. he replaced his turn. "You home early."

"Am i not allowed."

snorts. "Thought you were smooching and never get back home early."

"Funny. Dakota wasn't at home. did you know?"

curious. she look around the house. "Is he? where'd did he go."

"You're his mother. should you know." she walk passed him. entered the kitchen. she place the grocery back on top of the counter. she running upstairs towards Dakota room. thinking Jonathan just having his own jokes. and what he said is true. Dakota isn't at home. he supposedly went home early before her. why today. "I thought he's with you."

"If he's with me. why I should bothered myself asking you where is he." snort. "What that rich Swanson's feed you there."

patting her chest. exhaling. she stares up at him. calming herself down. "He'd probably at school or Mr Hafez library. I'm sure about it. he just like me. his foot like to walk." chuckle. "Shouldn't i not worried that much. he's safe right."

"Maybe. maybe not. I did waiting. I did went to his school. and the teacher even principal. telling me they did not see him after school. no one knows where'd he had been today." breath. "Include Hafez's library. he wasn't there either."

"You mean? no it can't be. he's not right."

"Kidnap? yes. I figured it out the same thing. hopes is not. wish him back." before she could speaks more. or denied. Ardeth burst inside the house. he look at the two sibling front of him. what will he tell them. especially Evelyn's. true. Dakota had been kidnap by the curator name Arthur. he know him. and it must be Imhotep order he shouldn't obeyed or died. "Ardeth."

He could said anything. Evelyn run over him. she grabbed his collar neck. panic. anger. she asked him. "Don't tell me. just don't. is it true? my son. Dakota? tell me."

"Evelyn. I - what supposed I said."

"Just don't! is it true. he - kidnaps. Imhotep. that bastard! is it he!"

Ardeth stares on her face for a while. theb he look up at Jonathan. her hand still on his collar neck. he reach her hand then put on her side. calming her down. because he know what capable she will done. for sake of her son. he knew her. the truth must reveal. Dakota must be safe. "Ardeth!"

"Yes. he took him in. I don't know why. but this is exactly Imhotep want. he trick you. with Dakota with him - you get Dakota and you come to him. that's all he want. you."