Dalila
By Orion
Thoughts kept swarming into Imhoteps head. He could not get the visions of what had occurred the night before. Nefertiti had captured his mind. All the days he spent with the dead and he truly did not know what it was to actually live, until his lotus. What if Seti were to find out that he was with his daughter? What would happen to him? Worse, what would happen to her?
Nefertiti on the other hand was not feeling anxious about the night before. She woke up completely overjoyed and alive. Sabah and all the other servant girls knew Imhotep had enchanted her with his charm, handsome looks, and his heart. She could not wait to be with her priest, she would not. So she quickly changed herself into some simple garments and walked by herself to the Temple of Osiris. The princess saw a huge mist of incense. Curious she walked towards it. Once the smoke subsided, she saw her Imhotep, standing by an altar.
"My love."
Imhotep knew it was she, just by the beauty of her voice. He immediately looked to her and smiled.
"I have waited so long." She embraced the tall priest.
"Yes, an eternity. " He responded by squeezing the embrace.
"I see that you are guarding the dead."
"Yes, I have much work to be done. But I am honored that you come to me, my princess." He said ready to bow. Nefertiti was no longer interested in small talk. She immediately kissed him passionately. Imhotep rubbed her arms gently.
Someone had been behind the curtains watching the lovers. It had been Anuk-su-naman, the pharaohs mistress. She had been envious of Nefertiti's beauty and her love for Imhotep. Imhotep was a man of power, but unlike the pharaoh he was tall, dark, handsome, and young. She longed for the day that he would come to her and leave the princess.
"Do you ever feel as though you are being looked upon, Imhotep?" Nefertiti said with a look of suspicion.
"Yes, I feel that the gods are looking upon us. I feel looked upon every day of my life." He said with a melancholy smile.
"Well, if we are being watched..." she quieted down, "I will meet you in the garden by the Nile this evening." She said with a small giggle.
Both of them started to laugh. Anuk-su-naman became extremely jealous, but decided to leave them alone. She knew if she intruded the pharaoh's daughter's private life, she could easily be killed. For she was of no importance to anyone, to everyone she was only the pharaoh's whore.
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Later that evening, Nefertiti waited near the Nile, in hopes Imhotep would appear. As quickly as she looked away, a small breeze blew.
Imhotep appeared and snuck up to Nefertiti. In his hands was the most beautiful lotus she had ever laid eyes upon.
"My love. You came." She sighed. The princess advanced towards her beloved and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"I could not bear to leave you. You have enchanted my mind, my Iotus." Imhotep said in response to the gesture of love. "I have thought about what your father might think."
"My father, why are you thinking of what he would say?" She said in a disappointed tone.
"I no longer care what he would think, my love. He may be the most powerful man in all of Egypt, but I am the most blessed. I would die for you." Silence filled the star filled sky.
"But... you are not going to die. I too do not care what he would say." She said nestling into Imhotep's arms.
The two sat quietly looking at the midnight sky and wondering, not what they were risking, but what they were experiencing. The gods had opened their eyes to what real love was. If loving each other was wrong, then both of their hearts would not let them be right.
"My lady, you best be inside now. It is no longer safe." Sabah beckoned. The princess thought she was safe because she was in the arms of the man she loved so dearly. But because Sabah always had good reason, Nefertiti decided to come inside.
The princess caressed Imhotep's hand, and her eyes seemed to beckon her to come with her inside. So he followed her into the Imperial Palace.
"Princess, it is time for you to bathe." Sabah felt a bit ashamed, for Nefertiti flashed her a playful smile.
"Yes... I must." She immediately looked at her priest. "Don't leave me so alone." She smiled in a sly manner.
Sabah knew that it was time for her to go. There was no way that she would sit and watch them . She knew that it was none of her business what the princess did with her love.
The princess guided Imhotep into the hot pool full of lotuses. He had never done this before; a feeling of humiliation filled his face. Without words, the lovely princess removed his robes until he was fully unclothed. Then she slowly removed her garments. Her hair lay upon her shoulders, the way it always did. The way that drove Imhotep to obsession.
Jumping into the large pool of water, Nefertiti landed into the water. Her laughter filled the whole atmosphere as she arose from the water. Her laughter was music to the priest's ears.
"Come in, I don't bite." The princess sighed.
"But... I have never done that."
"Oh love, it is a wonderful feeling. Why don't you? You have never lived like this." With that she grabbed a very bewildered Imhotep, who had knelt down, and he fell in. Imhotep quickly grabbed her body as he rose from the water, gasping. The princess let out a squeal of enjoyment. He splashed the water on her and quickly snuck up on her.
Her hair was soaking wet and droplets of water had covered her body. She wished that Imhotep would never leave her.
"My love, I have to tell you something... your father sent for me this morning, and he wants me to go to the sacred pyramids." He said without expression on his face.
"Why? Are you just going to leave me here?" She whimpered... tears were swelling up into her eyes.
"No. I have to do it or your father will exile me." He put his hand on her bare shoulder.
"If he sends you away he already has exiled you, from me." She said turning her head away from her beloved.
"I will send for you. I promise." Trying to reassure her that he would not forget. "I love you."
Deep down Nefertiti knew this was true, but a part of her did not want to believe that she would be alone. She felt a love and longing for him that surpassed all words, all understanding. He had to leave, she thought. If he did not, he would be exiled, and gone forever. Her body ached. Imhotep got out of the water and quickly dried off. He helped the princess up out of the pool and placed a robe around her. Would she ever see him again? Maybe she was overreacting.
"Stay with me tonight, my love." Nefertiti begged while stroking his hand.
"Yes, I will stay with you and I would stay with you for an eternity." He said as he led her into his chamber.
That night the two lovers laid. Listening to each others heartbeats. Imhotep cuddled his princess and held her close, protecting her from all harm. Both knowing that tomorrow they would not see one another for a while. Nefertiti could not bear it. She knew she must do something.
The next day, Nefertiti awoke from her slumber and noticed... Imhotep had left. He left her a piece of papyrus that said:
My love,
You are the lotus... the one that puts the others to shame. I have left my her in the garden. But I will see her again. How I do miss thee so. I am gone, but I have not forgotten you. Everyday I shall think of you. If anyone tries to separate us, I would kill that evil. Remember my love... for an eternity.
Your Beloved.
The princess read the letter and knew she would have to find Imhotep. Sabah came to her chamber and noticed that Neferiti was busy getting dressed in attire... that a servant would wear.
"Sabah! I need to leave now. I will miss you greatly. I will be back." She yelled as she picked up the last of the veils and placed it around her face.
"My lady! Where are you going? What will you be doing?" Sabah said with much panic in her voice.
"I am going to a new world... to feel alive!" She raced down the corridor towards the entrance to the palace. Before Sabah could do anything about it, the princess was gone.
Nefertiti raced down the streets and purchased a camel. She did not know where she was going, but she knew in her heart that she would find him, her priest. The markets were swelling and bustling with people, and so it was very hard to make it through the mob. Finally she got outside of the gates of the city. She knew what she was doing was absurd, but she felt driven to do it.
Meanwhile, Sabah vowed to herself that she would not tell the pharaoh that his daughter had run away to find Imhotep, her lover. She knew that the princess was strong, but still she feared for the girls life. This had been the first time Sabah did not know where the girl was going or if she was safe... She prayed to the gods that the princess would find her love and come home...
To be continued...
By Orion
Thoughts kept swarming into Imhoteps head. He could not get the visions of what had occurred the night before. Nefertiti had captured his mind. All the days he spent with the dead and he truly did not know what it was to actually live, until his lotus. What if Seti were to find out that he was with his daughter? What would happen to him? Worse, what would happen to her?
Nefertiti on the other hand was not feeling anxious about the night before. She woke up completely overjoyed and alive. Sabah and all the other servant girls knew Imhotep had enchanted her with his charm, handsome looks, and his heart. She could not wait to be with her priest, she would not. So she quickly changed herself into some simple garments and walked by herself to the Temple of Osiris. The princess saw a huge mist of incense. Curious she walked towards it. Once the smoke subsided, she saw her Imhotep, standing by an altar.
"My love."
Imhotep knew it was she, just by the beauty of her voice. He immediately looked to her and smiled.
"I have waited so long." She embraced the tall priest.
"Yes, an eternity. " He responded by squeezing the embrace.
"I see that you are guarding the dead."
"Yes, I have much work to be done. But I am honored that you come to me, my princess." He said ready to bow. Nefertiti was no longer interested in small talk. She immediately kissed him passionately. Imhotep rubbed her arms gently.
Someone had been behind the curtains watching the lovers. It had been Anuk-su-naman, the pharaohs mistress. She had been envious of Nefertiti's beauty and her love for Imhotep. Imhotep was a man of power, but unlike the pharaoh he was tall, dark, handsome, and young. She longed for the day that he would come to her and leave the princess.
"Do you ever feel as though you are being looked upon, Imhotep?" Nefertiti said with a look of suspicion.
"Yes, I feel that the gods are looking upon us. I feel looked upon every day of my life." He said with a melancholy smile.
"Well, if we are being watched..." she quieted down, "I will meet you in the garden by the Nile this evening." She said with a small giggle.
Both of them started to laugh. Anuk-su-naman became extremely jealous, but decided to leave them alone. She knew if she intruded the pharaoh's daughter's private life, she could easily be killed. For she was of no importance to anyone, to everyone she was only the pharaoh's whore.
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Later that evening, Nefertiti waited near the Nile, in hopes Imhotep would appear. As quickly as she looked away, a small breeze blew.
Imhotep appeared and snuck up to Nefertiti. In his hands was the most beautiful lotus she had ever laid eyes upon.
"My love. You came." She sighed. The princess advanced towards her beloved and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"I could not bear to leave you. You have enchanted my mind, my Iotus." Imhotep said in response to the gesture of love. "I have thought about what your father might think."
"My father, why are you thinking of what he would say?" She said in a disappointed tone.
"I no longer care what he would think, my love. He may be the most powerful man in all of Egypt, but I am the most blessed. I would die for you." Silence filled the star filled sky.
"But... you are not going to die. I too do not care what he would say." She said nestling into Imhotep's arms.
The two sat quietly looking at the midnight sky and wondering, not what they were risking, but what they were experiencing. The gods had opened their eyes to what real love was. If loving each other was wrong, then both of their hearts would not let them be right.
"My lady, you best be inside now. It is no longer safe." Sabah beckoned. The princess thought she was safe because she was in the arms of the man she loved so dearly. But because Sabah always had good reason, Nefertiti decided to come inside.
The princess caressed Imhotep's hand, and her eyes seemed to beckon her to come with her inside. So he followed her into the Imperial Palace.
"Princess, it is time for you to bathe." Sabah felt a bit ashamed, for Nefertiti flashed her a playful smile.
"Yes... I must." She immediately looked at her priest. "Don't leave me so alone." She smiled in a sly manner.
Sabah knew that it was time for her to go. There was no way that she would sit and watch them . She knew that it was none of her business what the princess did with her love.
The princess guided Imhotep into the hot pool full of lotuses. He had never done this before; a feeling of humiliation filled his face. Without words, the lovely princess removed his robes until he was fully unclothed. Then she slowly removed her garments. Her hair lay upon her shoulders, the way it always did. The way that drove Imhotep to obsession.
Jumping into the large pool of water, Nefertiti landed into the water. Her laughter filled the whole atmosphere as she arose from the water. Her laughter was music to the priest's ears.
"Come in, I don't bite." The princess sighed.
"But... I have never done that."
"Oh love, it is a wonderful feeling. Why don't you? You have never lived like this." With that she grabbed a very bewildered Imhotep, who had knelt down, and he fell in. Imhotep quickly grabbed her body as he rose from the water, gasping. The princess let out a squeal of enjoyment. He splashed the water on her and quickly snuck up on her.
Her hair was soaking wet and droplets of water had covered her body. She wished that Imhotep would never leave her.
"My love, I have to tell you something... your father sent for me this morning, and he wants me to go to the sacred pyramids." He said without expression on his face.
"Why? Are you just going to leave me here?" She whimpered... tears were swelling up into her eyes.
"No. I have to do it or your father will exile me." He put his hand on her bare shoulder.
"If he sends you away he already has exiled you, from me." She said turning her head away from her beloved.
"I will send for you. I promise." Trying to reassure her that he would not forget. "I love you."
Deep down Nefertiti knew this was true, but a part of her did not want to believe that she would be alone. She felt a love and longing for him that surpassed all words, all understanding. He had to leave, she thought. If he did not, he would be exiled, and gone forever. Her body ached. Imhotep got out of the water and quickly dried off. He helped the princess up out of the pool and placed a robe around her. Would she ever see him again? Maybe she was overreacting.
"Stay with me tonight, my love." Nefertiti begged while stroking his hand.
"Yes, I will stay with you and I would stay with you for an eternity." He said as he led her into his chamber.
That night the two lovers laid. Listening to each others heartbeats. Imhotep cuddled his princess and held her close, protecting her from all harm. Both knowing that tomorrow they would not see one another for a while. Nefertiti could not bear it. She knew she must do something.
The next day, Nefertiti awoke from her slumber and noticed... Imhotep had left. He left her a piece of papyrus that said:
My love,
You are the lotus... the one that puts the others to shame. I have left my her in the garden. But I will see her again. How I do miss thee so. I am gone, but I have not forgotten you. Everyday I shall think of you. If anyone tries to separate us, I would kill that evil. Remember my love... for an eternity.
Your Beloved.
The princess read the letter and knew she would have to find Imhotep. Sabah came to her chamber and noticed that Neferiti was busy getting dressed in attire... that a servant would wear.
"Sabah! I need to leave now. I will miss you greatly. I will be back." She yelled as she picked up the last of the veils and placed it around her face.
"My lady! Where are you going? What will you be doing?" Sabah said with much panic in her voice.
"I am going to a new world... to feel alive!" She raced down the corridor towards the entrance to the palace. Before Sabah could do anything about it, the princess was gone.
Nefertiti raced down the streets and purchased a camel. She did not know where she was going, but she knew in her heart that she would find him, her priest. The markets were swelling and bustling with people, and so it was very hard to make it through the mob. Finally she got outside of the gates of the city. She knew what she was doing was absurd, but she felt driven to do it.
Meanwhile, Sabah vowed to herself that she would not tell the pharaoh that his daughter had run away to find Imhotep, her lover. She knew that the princess was strong, but still she feared for the girls life. This had been the first time Sabah did not know where the girl was going or if she was safe... She prayed to the gods that the princess would find her love and come home...
To be continued...