Disclaimer: The Medjai City is
mine, Rebecca's mine; Molnar was mine till I killed him. Anything else I make up along the way is
mine. The characters from The Mummy and
the Mummy returns are NOT mine.
The view was astounding.
Ardeth had reined in his horse,
bringing the group to a halt. When
they'd topped the ridge he'd indicated earlier, Rebecca had gasped at the
sudden explosion of green. It was
paradise.
"This looks like Ahm Shere!" Alex said excitedly, looking at his mother with wonder.
"It certainly
does." Evy murmured, stunned.
Rick couldn't believe his
eyes. Down below them was a forest of
green. It looked very much like Ahm
Shere, but without the aura of menace. You could hear and see life in this place. A river flowed through the center of it, disappearing into the
ridge they stood upon. Set down below
the ridges as it was, it was easy to see why one could not see it until it was
stumbled upon. He had a feeling not
many people stumbled upon it.
"Legend says that this place
was carved out of the desert so that the people would have a refuge." Ardeth said, reaching over to take Rebecca's
hand in his. "A reward for our
protection of the pharaohs, and their secrets."
"It's beautiful." Rebecca replied, lacing her fingers in
his. "How can you stand to come to
Cairo when you have this?"
"Sometimes when you leave
home you find something you did not know you were looking for." He said, squeezing her hand gently. "If I had not come to Cairo, I would
never have met you."
Rebecca smiled at him, a
mischievous sparkle in her eye.
"Sure you would have. We were fated, remember? If you hadn't found me, I probably would
have been sent here." She teased. "You probably would've woken up one
morning to find me yelling at you from the other side of your tent."
"That is an interesting
thought." He said thoughtfully,
releasing her hand to begin the trek downward. "Would you have been clothed?"
Her laughter echoed as the group
resumed their journey.
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Later that day:
Ardeth bent, kissing Rebecca's
forehead before dropping her hands and walking away, leaving her before the
building she was to sleep in that night. Because she hadn't been presented before the people yet, they were not
permitted to spend the night together. She walked into the house, rubbing her arms as the chill of the night
breeze cooled her skin.
The city was a wonder. She'd had misconceptions that were totally
blown away but what she had seen. The people
did not live in tenets, but in homes. The city resembled Cairo to a point, but it was cleaner and safer. There had even been 'foreigners' other than
her and the others. She'd been so
surprised by the first one she'd seen that Ardeth had openly laughed at her,
making her blush furiously.
"You are not the first
foreigner to capture the heart of a Medjai." He told her. "Do you
see why I told you that you would be accepted here?"
"I didn't think." She said honestly. "Were they presented as well?"
"No, not all." He replied. "As their leader, certain things are required of me."
So because Ardeth had different
expectations placed upon him, Rebecca was now alone in the cozy bedroom. She sighed as she lay upon the bed; it had
felt like forever since she'd slept on a bed. Her eyes drifted shut, and she sank into a deep slumber. She did not awaken until the next morning;
when a commotion in the living room brought her awake with a start.
"Who's there?" She called, her hands wrapping around the
handle of the dagger she kept beneath her pillow.
"It's me." Evy replied, laughter in her voice. "Get up sleepy head. You've got a big day ahead of you."
Rebecca groaned, flinging the
covers back with a scowl as she rose, donning a robe and walking to the cloth-covered
doorway. She pushed the curtain back,
her gaze widening at the group of women assembled in the living area.
"Come on." Evy urged, grabbing Rebecca's hand and
dragging her forward.
"I need to get
dressed!"
"No you don't. Everything's covered. You just have to go along."
Half an hour later Rebecca was
reclining in a hot spring bath, her eyes closed as she contemplated that this
must be what heaven was like.
"I now have another reason to
like mornings." She sighed, opening her
eyes to find Evy grinning at her from the other side of the pool.
"What is the first reason? You've never liked mornings before." Evy said, liberally covering the sponge she
held with scented soap.
"Did you like mornings before
you started waking up with Rick?"
"I've always like
mornings." Evy sighed. "Then I learned to LOVE them."
Rebecca smothered a laugh as two
women came into the room. She'd
discovered that the women who'd come to the house with Evy were members of
Ardeth's family. She'd met a cousin, an
aunt, and a wizened old woman she'd discovered was his grandmother. She was developing a quick affection for the
woman. Evy said it was because they
were alike. Rebecca didn't believe
that, Denari carried herself like a queen, and her eyes showed a quick wit and
humor. She could see where Ardeth got
his air of dignity, and his sense of humor.
"Are you not coming in?" Rebecca asked. She'd been learning their language ever since she'd left Ardeth
the first time.
Denari laughed, leaned over to
whisper in Rebecca's ear. Rebecca
flushed red to the roots of her hair.
"What did she tell you?" Evy asked, curiosity making her expression
bright.
"The waters have been blessed to
ensure a fertile wedding night." Rebecca replied, her expression embarrassed. "She said she is no longer in need of the services a man can
provide, and would not think of taking the power away from the woman who would
soon produce her great-grandchildren."
"How come I'm in here?"
"She said it's because you're
already with child."
"How did she know that?" Evy asked. "We've told no one since we've arrived."
"She knows things." Alainah, Ardeth's cousin, said in halting
English. "She can see them in her
mind. She knew you were coming."
Rebecca stared at her, surprise
written on her face.
"It seems everyone knew I was
coming here but me." She said, her
expression troubled. "Did I choose
this, Evy?"
"Ardeth once told me it is the
journey that is written, not the destination." Evy replied, wrapping a towel about her as she stepped out of the
water. "She knew you were coming, but
you chose to be here, and who to be with. Remember that."
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She'd never been so nervous in
her whole life. How was she expected to
stand before thousands of people? She
twisted her fingers together, pacing the room like a caged tiger. She had to walk from here to the temple,
down the main street of the city, in a procession that wound through much of
the town. She didn't mind that as much
as the fact that people had been lining the streets since sundown in
anticipation of the event.
There was a knock on the door,
and she turned as Jonathan walked in. She smiled, for he looked quite uncomfortable in the ceremonial robes
he'd been given to wear. Since she had
no parents, she'd chosen him to walk with her to the temple, where he would
present her to Ardeth.
"You look very handsome." She said, kissing his cheek.
"You look scared out of your
mind." Jonathan replied, adjusting the
strap on his sling. "And very
beautiful. What are the chances of me
sneaking out of here so I can marry you myself?"
He looked down at her as she
laughed. She didn't believe him, but
she looked stunning. She wore a
close-fitting sheath of white linen, over that was draped a robe of midnight
blue with silver threads bordering the edging in a scrolling design. Silver threads were entwined in her hair,
which was left loose, hanging to her waist in a riot of curls. When she moved the candlelight caught the
threads in her hair, making it shimmer. When he hugged her he did so carefully, not wanting to mar her
look. She smelled like a garden, and he
gave an exaggerated sniff, drawing another laugh from her.
"Relax. This isn't as bad as facing down an army of
mummies, believe me." He told her,
tucking her arm in his as Alainah walked into the room.
"It is time." Alainah said, her accent making the words
pretty. "I will follow. Grandmother is already at the temple."
Taking a deep breath, Rebecca
stepped out the door with Jonathan. She
wanted to duck behind him when a cheer went up, but she maintained her poise,
raising a hand to wave as a smile broke out on her face. Alainah nodded her approval. This one would do nicely. She'd had reservations about the woman
Ardeth had fallen in love with, but she could see she was going to fit in
well.
The procession did not take as
long as Rebecca had thought it would. By the time they'd reached the temple she'd relaxed quite a bit. When she saw Rick and Evy standing at the
entrance she had to blink to hold back tears.
Ardeth turned as the doors
opened, his heart coming to a stuttering halt when he saw her framed in the
doorway. She stood straight, her gaze
never leaving his as she walked up the aisle with Jonathan. He wore the same color robe she did, woven
with the same silver design. She and
Jonathan came to a stop before him, Jonathan placed her hand in Ardeth's
waiting one, bending down to kiss her cheek before stepping back.
She didn't understand all the
words used in the ceremony, but at the end, when Ardeth placed the mark of the
Medjai on her hand, and his family emblem on a chain around her neck, she knew
they were bound together. He took both
her hands in his as the priest said the final words that blessed the union, and
brought them to his lips.
"My wife." He said softly, brushing away her tears with
his thumbs as he cradled her face in his hands, bringing his lips down to hers
for a kiss.
They walked together to the
doors, which were thrown open as Ardeth drew her outside, where a cheer went up
from the waiting people. His shouted
words translated as such:
"This is my heart. I hope you grow to love her as I do."
He turned abruptly, swinging
Rebecca up in a kiss that made Evy's eyes fill, and Alex scowl.
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