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EgyptianAngel: Hey! Thanks for the review! Ahkmenrah made a wise decision not to listen to his brother but we'll see where it leads... :D

Ancient Egypt 1991 B.C.

The palace in Neferet's view was absolutely beautiful. The walls were a bright amber color with hieroglyphics and various artwork that decorated them. The servants that surrounded the palace smiled and bowed to her and her father as they passed through the hallways. "And this shall be the future bride's room," Queen Shepseheret faced Neferet and Mahu. She placed her hand on the door handle and let the door open, as it exposed Neferet's new room. Her eyes opened wide when she saw how beautiful the room looked. She faced the queen and with a bow she smiled and said, "thank you."

"Would you like to go in and see?" the queen asked her and without haste, Neferet clung tightly onto her cat and walked into her new bedroom. The room smelled of fresh lavender and it's walls had the same amber-like color that surrounded the rest of the palace. There were various potted plants that decorated her room, a large comfortable bed with it's sheets made entirely out of linen, and her favorite of the goddess Bast. She walked over to the statue and ran her hand over the cat's head.

When he saw her doing that, Ahkmenrah looked down to the ground and gave his mother a nudge as if she should have said something. His mother looked over to him and gave him a look that made him want to curl into the corner of the kingdom and become as small as possible. "Go and tell her," she whispered to him and noticed him getting very red in the face.

He took a step forward and with each step that he took, he felt himself beginning to shake. Oh for the love of Ra! he scolded himself, get a hold of yourself. You are going to be the Fourth pharaoh of the Fourth pharaohs, gather up some courage for crying out loud. When he was close to her, he watched from the corner of his eye as his parents and Neferet's father disappeared from the room and the door shut. Oh! he mentally moaned. However, he was going to do this. Clearing his throat, he saw as his future bride turned around and looked at him.

For a woman who was twenty, she looked very beautiful but it was the thought of her being two years older than he was. I should not judge he thought and pushed away the prejudice thoughts. She is to be my future bride and I want to make her happy and treat her well he thought.

"The statue is very beautiful," Neferet broke the silence as she ran her hand over the statue again.

Ahkmenrah managed to give her a smile. "I-It is my present to you," he felt himself stuttered. Please don't talk with a lisp he begged himself, sensing his nervousness. "My father told my mother and I a lot about you and your love for...," he looked down at her pet cat who was sitting down next to Neferet's feet and staring at him with those bright emerald eyes, "cats."

And my father has never mentioned anything about you she thought as she looked at him reaching over to her cat and stroking his head. She heard her cat purring when he touched him. Neferet bent to his level and looked at him with a smile. "Well, I don't know anything about you," she told him and his eyes turned to look at her. They were a soft gray blue color and for a second there, Neferet thought she was in a room with one of the most handsomest pharaohs she had ever laid eyes on, "but I do love surprises."

He chuckled at her comment. All this time, he thought that she was going to be hard to handle but seeing that she had youth in her maybe everything was going to be fine. Suddenly, he saw her cat walking over to him and stroking his head over his knee.

"Well looks like Kha likes you," Neferet narrated the scene that was taking place.

Ahkmenrah looked up from the cat and over to Neferet. "I used to call my brother that."

Neferet smirked at the comment but then dismissed it from her thoughts. "How does it feel like to become the next pharaoh?" she asked when she saw her cat jumping on Ahkmenrah's lap and began stroking its head under the future pharaoh's chin.

Ahkmenrah laughed as the cat's fur tickled his chin but then looked at Neferet, "it feels...very intimidating but I hope I can do it. I want to make the people of Egypt feel happy and safe. That is my priority as the future pharaoh. I want a peaceful kingdom for the years to come. What about you? Becoming the future queen of Egypt? Being married to someone you hardly know?"

When he asked this, Neferet felt her heart drop. She was infuriated, stubborn, selfish, and acted like a spoiled child. But now, being in one room with him she felt like she should have not acted that way. "To get married, I was ecstatic." She had the nerve to lie, especially to him but a little white lie never hurt anybody did it? "but I don't know about being the future queen. I was aware of the job that my father did as a nomarch, but I do hope that I can do as good of a job as the future queen. What about you? What were your thoughts on our marriage?"

Scared was Ahkmenrah's first thought but when he looked at her to answer she interrupted him. "You know, it does not matter how we felt," Neferet said, "the important thing is that we are here and we finally met one another. So we can put these silly feelings aside."

"Yes," Ahkmenrah agreed, "silly feelings indeed." And the two of them laughed with each other.

From the outside of the room, Mahu, King Merenkahre, and Queen Shepseheret had gathered around the door to hear. The parents knew quite well that what they were doing was an invasion of privacy but Mahu wanted to make sure that her daughter accepted the young future pharaoh. When he heard the two of them laughing, a wave of relief washed over him. He accepted her and she did the same with him.

Oh thank the Gods Mahu sent a prayer to them. Without saying anything else, he placed his hand on the door handle and opened the door. Both Neferet and Ahkmenrah looked up as he walked into the room. He noticed that both Ahkmenrah and Neferet were holding hands at whatever the subject they were talking about that amused them.

Neferet noticed a tender look on her father's face and she gave him a smile.

"I have to get back to our home now," he told her. Neferet lifted herself from the ground and with her arms opened wide, she circled them around her father and gave him a hug.

"Thank you," she said and he placed a kiss on her head. When they pulled away she said, "I hope you can come back for a visit."

"That is a promise," he said and squeezed her hands, "write to me as much as you can," he said and kissed his daughter again. He turned his eyes to Ahkmenrah and gave him a bow and he did the same. "Take care of her," he told Ahkmenrah.

Ahkmenrah reassured him with a smile that he was going to do everything that he could to love her and make her as happy as possible. He saw as Mahu said his good-byes with his daughter and then, he walked out of the room and the two of them were left alone at last. Before he had the chance to say something to her, the door knocked.

The two looked at the door as if it was going to open on it's own. Ahkmenrah dreaded the thought that his older brother would be there, waiting to embarrass him in front of his new wife. But the knock came again once more and it couldn't be ignored. With a sigh, Ahkmenrah walked over to the door and opened it just a bit as he stuck his head out to look.

"Thought I might find you here," a voice that he recognized said. With a smile, Ahkmenrah welcomed Zhara into the room. "And you must be my friend's lovely new wife," she said when she saw Neferet and bowed to her.

Neferet gave her a nod of her head and smiled at the young girl. "Who might you be?"

"She is Zhara," Ahkmenrah introduced her, "we have been friends ever since we were young."

"Oh," was all Neferet said when she heard the news.

"Yes," Zhara answered and she gave Ahkmenrah a friendly nudge, "and I just wanted to congratulate the both of you on your marriage." She walked over to Neferet and to the princess's surprise, gave her a hug. Neferet looked at Ahkmenrah and reluctantly returned the hug.

"She does that all the time," Ahkmenrah told Neferet, "she even gives my mother and father hugs."

"You can say that even though I am not part of the blood-line, I am like an old family friend" Zhara told her and she turned and gave him a smile, "an annoying old family friend."

"Just a little," Ahkmenrah jokingly said, "by the way, how would you like for Zhara to be your personal servant?" he asked Neferet. At that moment, he hated using the term 'servant' upon Zhara, even though she was one.

Neferet looked at Zhara who looked like she was ready to give her another hug if she said yes. Seeing that she was one of Ahkmenrah's best friends, she thought it would be great to have someone to talk to. "It would be an honor."

Zhara gave her a smile and said, "well, I wouldn't say an honor, but thank you!" she abruptly yelled as she was about to hug Neferet but decided against it and bowed to her instead. "This is going to be great!"

It is going to be great indeed Ahkmenrah thought when he saw Zhara talking non-stop at Neferet about how she was going to take care of her, dress her, apply on her make-up, and various topics. For once, Ahkmenrah believed that he was finally going to be happy and live through a wonderful reign with a wonderful wife.