That Dream
By: Lady-Evie
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"My, aren't we up very early this morning, Your Highness," The High Priest of Osiris slithered. Nefretiri responded by taking a step backwards, petrified of what he might do to her. His evil smile grew, if possible even wider, sending chills down her spine. She covered her fear by standing tall as though she was looking down on him. The visual didn't work, however because he was clearly three or four inches taller than she was.
"I have important business to attend to," she said firmly, trying to push past him. He placed his strong arm in front of her, blocking her way.
"Oh, I am aware of that, my dear, but first I have something I must speak with you about." He took hold of her hand forcefully, never once separating his eyes from her face. Nefretiri gasped trying to pull her hand lose, but his strong grip proved too much for her.
"I command that you let me go this instant!" she shouted. "I swear you shall be punished once my guard arrives to check on me." She grunted as she tried to pull away from him. He chucked mischievously, for clearly he knew something she didn't. Nevertheless, Nefretiri was too scared to notice this.
"Did your father teach you nothing? It's very rude to disrespect me. Your father disrespected me; look where that led him," Imhotep hissed, tightening his grip. Nefretiri feared if he squeezed any harder he would break her wrist.
"Reneb!" she screamed. But no response was heard. Nefretiri felt her heart beginning to pound seeing that no one answered her plea. Where was Reneb?
Suddenly, Imhotep pulled her close. She screamed once again as he wrapped his arms around her. "You don't know what it's like, Princess. To-To have everything you lived for taken away before your very eyes... Anak-sunamun meant the world to me, yet because of your simple command, she was forced to slay herself. She now lies lifeless because of you!" He slapped her across the face, leaving a red handprint on her cheek, the same cheek Reneb caressed the night before. Tear welled up in her eyes from pain, but she stood proud.
"Your precious Anak-Sunamun took my father's life! We are experiencing the same pain, for I too, lost someone who meant dear to me. Anak-Sunamun broke my father's policy, and the policy of many generations before! The cost of breaking such a rule is death, and that's what she received! Letting your anger out on me will do you no good!" She could have sworn he loosened his grip, but wasn't for certain.
"You're wrong," he shouted, "for it is not you who faced the wrath of my anger! The only way I can feel at peace is to know that you are truly suffering what I suffered." He began pulling on her arm, leading her out of her bedroom. She cried out for him to let her go, until she realized where she was being led to. They rounded a corner and stopped suddenly.
Nefretiri gasped in horror. For before her lay the body of her Reneb, a dagger in placed in his blood covered, stomach.
"RENEB!!" She screamed. She ran to his tattered body, once so alive, now cold as stone. Falling to her knees, she shook him, as if willing her life into him. His face looked as though he was sleeping. Nefretiri brought her face to meet his.
"Reneb... wake up..." she said quietly. "You're alright... come on now... open your eyes- sh-show him you're alive... Reneb? Reneb... please..." Tears ran down her cheeks, as she smiled, trying to fool herself. Reneb made no sighs of life. But she didn't dare admit that he was gone. "It's me... Nefretiri... remember?" She buried her face into his chest and wept.
He was gone just like her father, Reneb was gone and he took the rest of her with him.
Nefretiri was no more, what would become of her?
"Kill me..." she mumbled; there was a deadly tone in her voice. "Take anything you wish, my throne, my belongings, anything... Just please... I have nothing worth living for... I beg of you, Imhotep. End my life and let me feel no more suffering."
She closed her eyes, and whispered like a morning breeze... "Reneb, I promise you... we shall be together again. Perhaps then, I will tell you how much I... I love you..."
****Author's Notes****
Tell me in a review if I should ever write a tragedy again. Did this stink? Or did you like it? My future in writing depends on your reviewing! And, no, the story isn't over yet! As I said before, sorry for making these so short! Until next chapter!
Lady-Evie
By: Lady-Evie
***
"My, aren't we up very early this morning, Your Highness," The High Priest of Osiris slithered. Nefretiri responded by taking a step backwards, petrified of what he might do to her. His evil smile grew, if possible even wider, sending chills down her spine. She covered her fear by standing tall as though she was looking down on him. The visual didn't work, however because he was clearly three or four inches taller than she was.
"I have important business to attend to," she said firmly, trying to push past him. He placed his strong arm in front of her, blocking her way.
"Oh, I am aware of that, my dear, but first I have something I must speak with you about." He took hold of her hand forcefully, never once separating his eyes from her face. Nefretiri gasped trying to pull her hand lose, but his strong grip proved too much for her.
"I command that you let me go this instant!" she shouted. "I swear you shall be punished once my guard arrives to check on me." She grunted as she tried to pull away from him. He chucked mischievously, for clearly he knew something she didn't. Nevertheless, Nefretiri was too scared to notice this.
"Did your father teach you nothing? It's very rude to disrespect me. Your father disrespected me; look where that led him," Imhotep hissed, tightening his grip. Nefretiri feared if he squeezed any harder he would break her wrist.
"Reneb!" she screamed. But no response was heard. Nefretiri felt her heart beginning to pound seeing that no one answered her plea. Where was Reneb?
Suddenly, Imhotep pulled her close. She screamed once again as he wrapped his arms around her. "You don't know what it's like, Princess. To-To have everything you lived for taken away before your very eyes... Anak-sunamun meant the world to me, yet because of your simple command, she was forced to slay herself. She now lies lifeless because of you!" He slapped her across the face, leaving a red handprint on her cheek, the same cheek Reneb caressed the night before. Tear welled up in her eyes from pain, but she stood proud.
"Your precious Anak-Sunamun took my father's life! We are experiencing the same pain, for I too, lost someone who meant dear to me. Anak-Sunamun broke my father's policy, and the policy of many generations before! The cost of breaking such a rule is death, and that's what she received! Letting your anger out on me will do you no good!" She could have sworn he loosened his grip, but wasn't for certain.
"You're wrong," he shouted, "for it is not you who faced the wrath of my anger! The only way I can feel at peace is to know that you are truly suffering what I suffered." He began pulling on her arm, leading her out of her bedroom. She cried out for him to let her go, until she realized where she was being led to. They rounded a corner and stopped suddenly.
Nefretiri gasped in horror. For before her lay the body of her Reneb, a dagger in placed in his blood covered, stomach.
"RENEB!!" She screamed. She ran to his tattered body, once so alive, now cold as stone. Falling to her knees, she shook him, as if willing her life into him. His face looked as though he was sleeping. Nefretiri brought her face to meet his.
"Reneb... wake up..." she said quietly. "You're alright... come on now... open your eyes- sh-show him you're alive... Reneb? Reneb... please..." Tears ran down her cheeks, as she smiled, trying to fool herself. Reneb made no sighs of life. But she didn't dare admit that he was gone. "It's me... Nefretiri... remember?" She buried her face into his chest and wept.
He was gone just like her father, Reneb was gone and he took the rest of her with him.
Nefretiri was no more, what would become of her?
"Kill me..." she mumbled; there was a deadly tone in her voice. "Take anything you wish, my throne, my belongings, anything... Just please... I have nothing worth living for... I beg of you, Imhotep. End my life and let me feel no more suffering."
She closed her eyes, and whispered like a morning breeze... "Reneb, I promise you... we shall be together again. Perhaps then, I will tell you how much I... I love you..."
****Author's Notes****
Tell me in a review if I should ever write a tragedy again. Did this stink? Or did you like it? My future in writing depends on your reviewing! And, no, the story isn't over yet! As I said before, sorry for making these so short! Until next chapter!
Lady-Evie
