The Silent Nile

By: Rayisha

Papyrus six: Mother

Atemu and Iriko returned to the palace when the sun was high in the cloudless sky. The stables with many horses soon came into view. Unfortunately, Priest Mahado was standing near the stable's entrance, and he did not look too happy. A sigh escaped him.

"Prince Atemu. I see you returned safely." Mahado stated, looking relieved.

"I see you noticed…I was gone."

"More than just I have noticed your disappearance."

The prince looked nervous hearing that, "Does mother know?"

"….My prince, your mother was taken by the gods earlier this morning. She had another fainting spell and never woke up. Isis had predicted it last night while you slept."

"I see…may her soul rest peacefully with Father's."

As much as Atemu loved his mother, he was relived to know she died than sad. Especially since, she kept having some many fainting spells.

The funeral for her was not as fancy as his father's had been. Since his father's tomb was already sealed, the priests decided to cremate her, which would be better than spreading her disease. Iriko tried her best to comfort her beloved.

Atemu was sitting on his bed reading an interesting scroll Mahado had given him; Iriko smirked as she snuck behind him and blew in his ear. He spun his head towards Iriko's direction with his amethyst eyes. After he realized it was only Iriko he looked relieved. She giggled like a little girl whispering a secret. Atemu set down the scroll after marking his spot.

"I was wondering where you were at." the prince said pulling Iriko onto him.

"I was bathing. And as you requested the guards still keep watch at the bathing door." Iriko replied

"Good. I don't want you getting attacked again." he stated brushing back, some of Iriko's loose locked back behind her ear. His hand then caressed her cheek.

A tender kissed was put onto her lips she returned it.

"My love…do you wish to have children?"

"Yes. More than ever if you are the father."

Iriko traced his muscular abdomen as well as his chest making him moan in pleasure. She was making him drunk with wanting her. A fiery kiss was slashed across her lips pressing against her chest forcing her on her back. Their garments were tossed to the floor. Atemu explored her body trying to push any button that was unknown to him. Again he pressed his lips against hers licking and biting them. Iriko automatically opened her mouth as massaged her tongue with his he caressed one of her breasts making her moan and wrap her arms around his neck. She began to massage his tongue with her own. Next, Atemu's other hand caressed her area and stuck a finger within her, this caused her area to be set aflame and moan deeper in pleasure. She arched her back ready for him to enter her body, which he did. He at first went slow then began to go faster. Iriko wrapped her legs around him and clawed at his back as he trusted himself as far as he could hoping his seed would plant itself in her womb.

Both were breathing rapidly and fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next day Atemu searched for Isis. He found her in her usual spot.

"Priestess Isis-"

"You wish to know the result of your actions last night?"

"How did you know about that?"

"No offence Pharaoh, but I believe almost everyone in the palace could hear you two."

Atemu's cheeks grew red and he coughed.

Isis put her hands near her millennium necklace. She saw Iriko holding a one-year-old boy that looked like a black haired Atemu. She also saw the fate of the Pharaoh. Then the vision faded.

"You actions were not in vain. Beware when the child is a year old, danger lays ahead for you my Pharaoh which will lead to great sorrow for your queen."

Nine moons later

Iriko's POV

Pain. Breathe. Pain. This was a constant pattern for the past 2 hours. Pain was all I felt as the offspring of Atemu and I was coming into this world. I screamed as the unspeakable pain over came me once again. Soon I heard muttered voices as the pain ceased and I heard an infant's cry. Then darkness.

Normal POV

The baby shrieked as the cord connecting it to its mother was cut with a dagger. Atemu was beaming with happiness.

"My pharaoh. The queen has birthed you a healthy son." announced one of the midwives.

Plz R&R the next papyrus.

a/n: the next papyrus will be the last. Don't worry I'm working on a sequel. And any ideas for a name of the son be free to suggest.