Chapter 7: Violent royalty
Only seconds later, the two were interrupted by a shouting nearby. "Dedyet!"
It was Setpenkhamun who was coming closer to them, as grumpy as he had been the day before. "What are you doing here?!"
Dedyet immediately sat up and faced her brother. "I… I was just sitting outside."
"With him?!"
"Yes. He came to join me."
Setpenkhamun faced Ramses in anger. "Get your dirty hands off of my sister!"
"Set! It was nothing!" Dedyet claimed.
The angry pharaoh turned to the crown prince. "What are you still doing here?! I allowed you to stay one night! Why aren't you leaving?!"
Ramses wanted to appear strong in front of Dedyet, feeling anger inside of him. "My father and I are waiting for breakfast," he said sassily, his arms crossed. "I expect your useless servants to prepare it. Now."
"Pff! I'm not sharing my breakfast with people from the South! You could starve and die without me caring!"
"Set, how can you be so selfish?" Dedyet interrupted, tears in her eyes.
Setpenkhamun yelled at her in anger. "Shut up, woman! Or I will put you in prison with both of these men! Is that what you want?! Do you want them to touch you?!"
"What? Why would they-"
He moved towards his sister as if he was about to slap her.
Ramses stood up fearlessly. "Leave her alone!"
"What did you say?!" Setpenkhamun growled, immediately turning around to Ramses.
"I told you to leave her alone," the crown prince said through clenched teeth, eyeing the angry pharaoh.
"I do what I want with her!" Setpenkhamun answered, pushing Ramses away.
"She is not your property!" Ramses spoke out, his teeth still clenched. He pushed the pharaoh away as well.
"Shut your mouth!" Setpenkhamun yelled, louder than before. He pushed Ramses away with a stronger force.
And that was it. The fight turned physical within seconds, having the two men slap and push each other around in the oh-so peaceful garden.
Dedyet stood there, crying and completely helpless. "Stop it!" She yelled to both of them, attempting to make the violence stop. Just that no one was listening.
Suddenly, a male servant entered the garden, shocked by what he saw. Dedyet quickly acted, calling for help.
The servant approached, managing to grab hold of his leader to make the fighting stop.
"What are you doing?!" Setpenkhamun yelled, struggling to get away. "Let go of me, you filthy peasant!"
Dedyet had not seen her brother this mad in a long time. She was completely shocked by the complete situation, tears kept rolling down her cheeks.
As Ramses looked at her, he made an impulsive decision. The crown prince moved closer to the pharaoh and slammed his fist right into the Setpenkhamun's face. He heard Dedyet gasp in shock and looked up with a smirk.
But the princess was gone.
