Soo SOOrry!! I just went on summer holidays and I haven't had time to
update.
Can I please ask, if you don't like my story please don't review about it, because when u get nasty comments it gets harder to write the story and the people who do like it are missing out.
Also im curious, to the statement "Burn in hell", I'm wondering why I deserved that?
So if you do like the story please tell me about it :)
Thanx
Sarah
Chapter Nine
The doors to Anck-su-namun's chamber were thrown open and Imhotep stormed in carrying the unconscious Anck-su-namun. Kiya and Hebeny gasped in horror to the state of their mistress. Like Imhotep, they had heard rumours that Seti abused his concubines, but none had actually believed it, or wanted to believe it. Imhotep placed Anck-su-namun gently on top of her bed, not wanting to cause her any more pain.
"Kiya, Hebeny, get me warm wet cloths, and a bucket of warm water, I will be right back. If Anck-su-namun arises, calm and comfort her, it is what she will need the most right now." Imhotep ran out of the room and towards his chamber. As High Priest, he was also given herbal remedies and potions to help the injured or sick. He placed the remedies into a linen bag and rushed back to Anck-su-namun.
When he arrived, Kiya and Hebeny had placed the cloths and water next to Anck-su-namun's bed. She was still unconscious, 'probably for the best' Imhotep thought. He sent the servants off, so he could spend time with Anck- su-namun alone and clean and help her. After Kiya and Hebeny had left, Imhotep started to show his affection for the concubine.
"Oh my poor, sweet Anck-su-namun. How could such brutality be afflicted on you? Who would want to harm such a goddess?" he let his hand trace around then edge of her face. How he wished he could hold and nurture her, but he knew he could not, and even the events of tonight had broken all the rules.
He removed her robe and cringed at the sight underneath. All over the slender body was black and blue and bloody bruising. 'She should not have to go through this pain, curse Seti for his abuse!' Imhotep started to clean away the blood with the warm cloth. While he was doing so, Anck-su-namun began to fall into a nightmare, full of fits. She would suddenly jerk this way and that and scream as if someone was still inflicting pain upon her. Imhotep could not watch her go through the pain, so he gave her a herbal drink, to sooth the mind and body. After a couple of sips, Anck-su-namun was in a deep peaceful sleep and Imhotep continued to clean her. When the blood was washed off, he applied soothing creams to her bruises and dressed her into a simple white nightie. He stayed by her side the whole night, watching her sleep. As morning dawned, Kiya and Hebeny entered the room again. Kiya noticed the way Imhotep was looking at Anck-su-namun. She realised that the High Priest had feelings for their mistress. She looked across at Hebeny and saw that she acknowledged the same thing.
Anck-su-namun began to stir slightly, and Imhotep knew he must leave her before she awakened. Still holding the pendant of Isis, he placed it into her clasp and placed a delicate kiss on her forehead.
"when she wakes up give her a cup full of this drink, it will take the pain of her bruises away." Imhotep commanded the servants, placing the herbs into their hands.
"Yes lord Imhotep." "And one more thing, do not tell anyone about tonight, no one must know. There would be a death penalty for us all; you do not want that do you? Also do not tell her it was I that was here, I do not want her to know."
"Yes lord Imhotep" and with that they bowed as he left the room.
As he walked down the corridor to his chambers he thought to himself 'Boy am I in trouble..'
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It was only a couple of seconds later which Anck-su-namun awoke as she felt an object as soft as rosebud brush over her forehead. She gazed around to see her surroundings and to her surprise found herself in her room cleaned and dressed. Though her body felt sore, it surprisingly felt a vast amount better than the night before. She wondered who had helped her and also wanted to know why? If who ever helped her had been seen, their punishment would be death. If they had been seen, would they have been caught already? Would she ever be able to thank them? Images of the last night's events flashed through her mind as she shuddered in fear. She could not understand how the other concubines could handle this ordeal. How could they accept this abuse? As she slowly stretched she felt a sharp metal pang in her left hand. As she opened her hand she saw that her pendant of Isis had been placed there.
'Who? Huh? Why?' these questions dashed through her mind. Had her mysterious helper placed the pendant in her hand? Anck-su-namun suddenly flashed back to the night before. She had just been thrown out onto the balcony and collided with the wall. Her pendant had broken off and was now lying in her hand. She caught sight of a figure below her. It was Imhotep! She called out his name, but the word barely left her mouth. She dropped her pendant down to him just before Seti pulled her away.
So it had been Imhotep who had helped her. But why? Why would he want to risk his life to aid her? Anck-su-namun decided she would have to find out these answers from him.
As she sat up Kiya and Hebeny rushed over to her. "Oh my dear Anck-su-namun, how are you feeling this morning?"
"Sore, depressed, how would you be feeling after the Pharaoh continuously abuses you then rapes you?"
The servants were taken back by this cynical response. Anck-su-namun had always been bright, sweet and cheerful, but after last night she seemed to have matured and become astute about things.
"Here, drink this Anck-su-namun, it will make you feel better," Hebeny said as she past the herbal drink to her mistress.
"What is it?" Anck-su-namun asked questionly.
"It is a herbal remedy that helps sooth the body and mind. Drink it, you will feel better." "Is this from my mysterious rescuer?" Anck-su-namun smiled furtively.
"Yes it is Mistress."
"Any just who might my rescuer be?" she hinted to receive an answer to make sure that her guess was the correct one.
Hebeny smiled to this last question, "We are not permitted to say I am afraid. We were promised not to tell."
Damn, thought Anck-su-namun. She decided she would have to go in search of him.
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For the first time Anck-su-namun gazed at her reflection and was shocked at the sight of it. She was shocked at the results of the previous nights activities and wondered how much worse she may have looked to Imhotep. Thanks to his oils and creams, most of the bruising and swelling had gone down, though there were traces of bruising on her body, puffiness around her left eye and a split lower lip. She felt ashamed to show her appearance, especially to the other concubines and refused to leave her room. It took a lot of coaxing from Hebeny for her to finally leave.
"come on Anck-su-namun, you have to get away from this place. Go spend time with the other concubines, it would do you good."
"Pfft, yeah good lot that would do. Hebeny, they're the last people I want to see. They hate me, well most of the do any way, and if they see me like this they will talk, and I.I just want to stop feeling shameful. The things that happened to me last night makes me feel unworthy and cheap. I just want to forget about it."
"Well, then go out and go down to the temples, the priestesses will be able to look after and cleanse you."
Anck-su-namun developed a greater plan, maybe she could visit her rescuer.. "Actually, that sounds fantastic, I will be back before dusk." And she started to leave.
"Wait, Anck-su-namun wait!"
"What is it?"
Hebeny lifted up the paint brushes in her hands, "do not forget, you have to be painted,"
Anck-su-namun pulled a face, "Oh, do I have too?"
"Of course, Pharaoh's orders. Also it will cover the bruising."
So Anck-su-namun's outing was delayed by an hour and she went on to the temples to speak to her caretaker.
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Sorry the ending is crap, and this chapter is just a fluff, but I have to post sumthin, cos its been soo long. Sorry bout that.
Sarah
Can I please ask, if you don't like my story please don't review about it, because when u get nasty comments it gets harder to write the story and the people who do like it are missing out.
Also im curious, to the statement "Burn in hell", I'm wondering why I deserved that?
So if you do like the story please tell me about it :)
Thanx
Sarah
Chapter Nine
The doors to Anck-su-namun's chamber were thrown open and Imhotep stormed in carrying the unconscious Anck-su-namun. Kiya and Hebeny gasped in horror to the state of their mistress. Like Imhotep, they had heard rumours that Seti abused his concubines, but none had actually believed it, or wanted to believe it. Imhotep placed Anck-su-namun gently on top of her bed, not wanting to cause her any more pain.
"Kiya, Hebeny, get me warm wet cloths, and a bucket of warm water, I will be right back. If Anck-su-namun arises, calm and comfort her, it is what she will need the most right now." Imhotep ran out of the room and towards his chamber. As High Priest, he was also given herbal remedies and potions to help the injured or sick. He placed the remedies into a linen bag and rushed back to Anck-su-namun.
When he arrived, Kiya and Hebeny had placed the cloths and water next to Anck-su-namun's bed. She was still unconscious, 'probably for the best' Imhotep thought. He sent the servants off, so he could spend time with Anck- su-namun alone and clean and help her. After Kiya and Hebeny had left, Imhotep started to show his affection for the concubine.
"Oh my poor, sweet Anck-su-namun. How could such brutality be afflicted on you? Who would want to harm such a goddess?" he let his hand trace around then edge of her face. How he wished he could hold and nurture her, but he knew he could not, and even the events of tonight had broken all the rules.
He removed her robe and cringed at the sight underneath. All over the slender body was black and blue and bloody bruising. 'She should not have to go through this pain, curse Seti for his abuse!' Imhotep started to clean away the blood with the warm cloth. While he was doing so, Anck-su-namun began to fall into a nightmare, full of fits. She would suddenly jerk this way and that and scream as if someone was still inflicting pain upon her. Imhotep could not watch her go through the pain, so he gave her a herbal drink, to sooth the mind and body. After a couple of sips, Anck-su-namun was in a deep peaceful sleep and Imhotep continued to clean her. When the blood was washed off, he applied soothing creams to her bruises and dressed her into a simple white nightie. He stayed by her side the whole night, watching her sleep. As morning dawned, Kiya and Hebeny entered the room again. Kiya noticed the way Imhotep was looking at Anck-su-namun. She realised that the High Priest had feelings for their mistress. She looked across at Hebeny and saw that she acknowledged the same thing.
Anck-su-namun began to stir slightly, and Imhotep knew he must leave her before she awakened. Still holding the pendant of Isis, he placed it into her clasp and placed a delicate kiss on her forehead.
"when she wakes up give her a cup full of this drink, it will take the pain of her bruises away." Imhotep commanded the servants, placing the herbs into their hands.
"Yes lord Imhotep." "And one more thing, do not tell anyone about tonight, no one must know. There would be a death penalty for us all; you do not want that do you? Also do not tell her it was I that was here, I do not want her to know."
"Yes lord Imhotep" and with that they bowed as he left the room.
As he walked down the corridor to his chambers he thought to himself 'Boy am I in trouble..'
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It was only a couple of seconds later which Anck-su-namun awoke as she felt an object as soft as rosebud brush over her forehead. She gazed around to see her surroundings and to her surprise found herself in her room cleaned and dressed. Though her body felt sore, it surprisingly felt a vast amount better than the night before. She wondered who had helped her and also wanted to know why? If who ever helped her had been seen, their punishment would be death. If they had been seen, would they have been caught already? Would she ever be able to thank them? Images of the last night's events flashed through her mind as she shuddered in fear. She could not understand how the other concubines could handle this ordeal. How could they accept this abuse? As she slowly stretched she felt a sharp metal pang in her left hand. As she opened her hand she saw that her pendant of Isis had been placed there.
'Who? Huh? Why?' these questions dashed through her mind. Had her mysterious helper placed the pendant in her hand? Anck-su-namun suddenly flashed back to the night before. She had just been thrown out onto the balcony and collided with the wall. Her pendant had broken off and was now lying in her hand. She caught sight of a figure below her. It was Imhotep! She called out his name, but the word barely left her mouth. She dropped her pendant down to him just before Seti pulled her away.
So it had been Imhotep who had helped her. But why? Why would he want to risk his life to aid her? Anck-su-namun decided she would have to find out these answers from him.
As she sat up Kiya and Hebeny rushed over to her. "Oh my dear Anck-su-namun, how are you feeling this morning?"
"Sore, depressed, how would you be feeling after the Pharaoh continuously abuses you then rapes you?"
The servants were taken back by this cynical response. Anck-su-namun had always been bright, sweet and cheerful, but after last night she seemed to have matured and become astute about things.
"Here, drink this Anck-su-namun, it will make you feel better," Hebeny said as she past the herbal drink to her mistress.
"What is it?" Anck-su-namun asked questionly.
"It is a herbal remedy that helps sooth the body and mind. Drink it, you will feel better." "Is this from my mysterious rescuer?" Anck-su-namun smiled furtively.
"Yes it is Mistress."
"Any just who might my rescuer be?" she hinted to receive an answer to make sure that her guess was the correct one.
Hebeny smiled to this last question, "We are not permitted to say I am afraid. We were promised not to tell."
Damn, thought Anck-su-namun. She decided she would have to go in search of him.
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For the first time Anck-su-namun gazed at her reflection and was shocked at the sight of it. She was shocked at the results of the previous nights activities and wondered how much worse she may have looked to Imhotep. Thanks to his oils and creams, most of the bruising and swelling had gone down, though there were traces of bruising on her body, puffiness around her left eye and a split lower lip. She felt ashamed to show her appearance, especially to the other concubines and refused to leave her room. It took a lot of coaxing from Hebeny for her to finally leave.
"come on Anck-su-namun, you have to get away from this place. Go spend time with the other concubines, it would do you good."
"Pfft, yeah good lot that would do. Hebeny, they're the last people I want to see. They hate me, well most of the do any way, and if they see me like this they will talk, and I.I just want to stop feeling shameful. The things that happened to me last night makes me feel unworthy and cheap. I just want to forget about it."
"Well, then go out and go down to the temples, the priestesses will be able to look after and cleanse you."
Anck-su-namun developed a greater plan, maybe she could visit her rescuer.. "Actually, that sounds fantastic, I will be back before dusk." And she started to leave.
"Wait, Anck-su-namun wait!"
"What is it?"
Hebeny lifted up the paint brushes in her hands, "do not forget, you have to be painted,"
Anck-su-namun pulled a face, "Oh, do I have too?"
"Of course, Pharaoh's orders. Also it will cover the bruising."
So Anck-su-namun's outing was delayed by an hour and she went on to the temples to speak to her caretaker.
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Sorry the ending is crap, and this chapter is just a fluff, but I have to post sumthin, cos its been soo long. Sorry bout that.
Sarah