me Hey sup? Thanks for you reviews and I decided to write another
chapter since I'm kinda bored and got nothing to do. First let me clear
some stuff up.
I do not know how Kisara is since they never really said anything about her but I think she is rather like Isis and more on the cold, tough side. In this chapter though I kinda portrayed her as a weaker and more of a helpless person, which I didn't have intensions to do it that way. I just want you to know that this is not how I think she is but it'll fit better anyways ok. So if you have some disagreeing thoughts please don't yell at the screen. Thank you. ^o^
On with the story.
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Isis POV
I walked out the door worried and upset. The pharaoh wasn't doing anything about the war but just thoroughly enjoying himself with other things. My concern however took over the angered feeling and I was afraid of what was happening. Was Seth hurt, or even worse... dead. I couldn't have asked the pharaoh for the answers but I needed to find out.
As I walked back to my room the pale girl Kisara walked up to me. I did not want to see her for she was legally Seth's wife and the thought disturbed me. I could feel the tinge of jealousy. I ignored the feeling and looked at her. She had tears in her eyes and her lips were trembling, something bothered her.
"Queen Isis, can I talk to you?" she asked with a faint voice.
"Sure, come on in," I responded a bit unwillingly.
As we walked into the room I told her to sit and there was a period of silence. This was fairy uncomfortable and I asked her what was wrong.
"I'm sorry Queen Isis that I have to bother you with my problems but there seems to be no one I could talk about it to." She paused a while. " I over heard the pharaoh talk to his advisors and they said that Priest Seth was injured."
The words froze me. Seth injured? How come I couldn't have known about any of this? Was he ok? He has to be I thought as I forced back my tears.
The girl was crying now, "One of the messengers came to my room and told me that my husband might be dying. I'm only 15, I don't want to become a widow."
The word "husband" pierced through my heart. Isis get a hold of yourself I thought. He isn't yours but hers. I looked into Kisara's face that was filled with pain and anguish. I felt sorry for her but also for myself, which I felt guilty for.
"Even though I never got to know him, I... I loved him. The day he saved me I thought he was a god sent from heaven. Later I found out that I was going to be his wife I was overjoyed. I have always promised that I would never fall in love but I did; he however remained so cold to me the day of the bethoyal." She paused to catch her breath then continued, "Now he may be gone forever." She finished sobbing.
"Don't say that," I exclaimed then realized that it was I bit too loud. I couldn't help it, all the anger, fear, and concern was building up. " I mean, he may not be dead yet... he can't be." I added softening my voice.
She looked up at me stunned at my words. I looked away, I couldn't stand it. It hurt to look at her.
"Here wipe away your tears," I said and gave her a cloth.
She accepted it and stood up.
"Thank you Queen Isis," she stated and curtsied, "I have to go now."
As she reached for the door I asked her one last question, "Do you really love him?"
"Yes," she whispered softly and left.
I stood there as thought rushed through my mind. Maybe I should just let go. Let go of Seth and try to like the pharaoh. For I belonged to the pharaoh. No a voice in my head argued. You belong to no one.
At night I couldn't sleep, I worried about the war, but mostly I worried about Seth. What happened to him, I wondered as I stared at the bright stars of the dark night. One shone brighter than others and it seemed to be telling me something. I sighed closing my eyes but I couldn't fall asleep. Then I heard a voice that whispered. Go, go, go to where destiny awaits.
Yes I thought and got dressed then I slipped out my room, past the guards and out to the night. I walked to the stable and took my favorite horse and rode away. Away from the palace, away from the pharaoh, away from royalty, and I never turned back. I left the prison... forever.
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You see the Review button? Well press it and tell me what you think ok? These were some question/comment that I wana answer.
Nikki: It's ok if you review every ch if you have some constructive comments. That goes to everybody. K? ~_~
Jewel of Egypt: Thanks for pointing that out. I knew that Cairo wasn't there but I couldn't think of any other places so I just put that down. Can't remember the things I learn in history. Thanks though I'll fix it. ^o^
Cleopatra VII: I try to update as much as I can but I have other things to do. This is just a pass time. Glad you like the story. ^0~
God of Orisis: Yes I've heard of the tale Isis and Orisis but I can't put that down here. Maybe I could write something else about it though. It's just not too relevant. ^8^
Oh and last thing, I cannot make these smiley faces but I think they are fun so I do it anyways. Ya I know it's weird.
Again Review!!!
I do not know how Kisara is since they never really said anything about her but I think she is rather like Isis and more on the cold, tough side. In this chapter though I kinda portrayed her as a weaker and more of a helpless person, which I didn't have intensions to do it that way. I just want you to know that this is not how I think she is but it'll fit better anyways ok. So if you have some disagreeing thoughts please don't yell at the screen. Thank you. ^o^
On with the story.
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Isis POV
I walked out the door worried and upset. The pharaoh wasn't doing anything about the war but just thoroughly enjoying himself with other things. My concern however took over the angered feeling and I was afraid of what was happening. Was Seth hurt, or even worse... dead. I couldn't have asked the pharaoh for the answers but I needed to find out.
As I walked back to my room the pale girl Kisara walked up to me. I did not want to see her for she was legally Seth's wife and the thought disturbed me. I could feel the tinge of jealousy. I ignored the feeling and looked at her. She had tears in her eyes and her lips were trembling, something bothered her.
"Queen Isis, can I talk to you?" she asked with a faint voice.
"Sure, come on in," I responded a bit unwillingly.
As we walked into the room I told her to sit and there was a period of silence. This was fairy uncomfortable and I asked her what was wrong.
"I'm sorry Queen Isis that I have to bother you with my problems but there seems to be no one I could talk about it to." She paused a while. " I over heard the pharaoh talk to his advisors and they said that Priest Seth was injured."
The words froze me. Seth injured? How come I couldn't have known about any of this? Was he ok? He has to be I thought as I forced back my tears.
The girl was crying now, "One of the messengers came to my room and told me that my husband might be dying. I'm only 15, I don't want to become a widow."
The word "husband" pierced through my heart. Isis get a hold of yourself I thought. He isn't yours but hers. I looked into Kisara's face that was filled with pain and anguish. I felt sorry for her but also for myself, which I felt guilty for.
"Even though I never got to know him, I... I loved him. The day he saved me I thought he was a god sent from heaven. Later I found out that I was going to be his wife I was overjoyed. I have always promised that I would never fall in love but I did; he however remained so cold to me the day of the bethoyal." She paused to catch her breath then continued, "Now he may be gone forever." She finished sobbing.
"Don't say that," I exclaimed then realized that it was I bit too loud. I couldn't help it, all the anger, fear, and concern was building up. " I mean, he may not be dead yet... he can't be." I added softening my voice.
She looked up at me stunned at my words. I looked away, I couldn't stand it. It hurt to look at her.
"Here wipe away your tears," I said and gave her a cloth.
She accepted it and stood up.
"Thank you Queen Isis," she stated and curtsied, "I have to go now."
As she reached for the door I asked her one last question, "Do you really love him?"
"Yes," she whispered softly and left.
I stood there as thought rushed through my mind. Maybe I should just let go. Let go of Seth and try to like the pharaoh. For I belonged to the pharaoh. No a voice in my head argued. You belong to no one.
At night I couldn't sleep, I worried about the war, but mostly I worried about Seth. What happened to him, I wondered as I stared at the bright stars of the dark night. One shone brighter than others and it seemed to be telling me something. I sighed closing my eyes but I couldn't fall asleep. Then I heard a voice that whispered. Go, go, go to where destiny awaits.
Yes I thought and got dressed then I slipped out my room, past the guards and out to the night. I walked to the stable and took my favorite horse and rode away. Away from the palace, away from the pharaoh, away from royalty, and I never turned back. I left the prison... forever.
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You see the Review button? Well press it and tell me what you think ok? These were some question/comment that I wana answer.
Nikki: It's ok if you review every ch if you have some constructive comments. That goes to everybody. K? ~_~
Jewel of Egypt: Thanks for pointing that out. I knew that Cairo wasn't there but I couldn't think of any other places so I just put that down. Can't remember the things I learn in history. Thanks though I'll fix it. ^o^
Cleopatra VII: I try to update as much as I can but I have other things to do. This is just a pass time. Glad you like the story. ^0~
God of Orisis: Yes I've heard of the tale Isis and Orisis but I can't put that down here. Maybe I could write something else about it though. It's just not too relevant. ^8^
Oh and last thing, I cannot make these smiley faces but I think they are fun so I do it anyways. Ya I know it's weird.
Again Review!!!