Chapter 15: Forbidden love
Ramses grabbed a piece of papyrus. He had to answer her. Immediately!
Dedyet, my love,
It is astounding to me how you think I could have forgotten you. Your beautiful face won't ever leave my memory. I want to see you, but I know that you can't come here. Your brother's actions make me both sad and angry. I worry about you a lot because of it, hoping he won't abuse you, too. And, you know, I don't want to write you letters, knowing I might never see you again. But what other option do I have? Please, my dear, tell me about your situation in Lower Egypt and tell me if you have an idea how to get out of this messy situation. I fear I will never see you smile again.
Yours, Ramses
It was bedtime, but Ramses left his room.
"I want you to send this away as soon as possible," he said to one of his servant as he gave him the finished letter.
The man faced the envelope with confusion, shocked that Ramses had written it himself instead of letting a scribe do the work. "Sire, is this an address here in Upper Egypt?"
"It is not."
"…I fear this will take some time."
"I want you to hurry."
He bowed down. "Yes, Sire."
"I will go to sleep now and count on you that my letter will be send away as soon as possible. However it gets to the certain address, I don't care. Just make it quick."
"Yes, my prince."
At 2 am, Ramses was still awake. This woman. She wouldn't leave his mind. Was this what true love felt like? Staying up all night, unable to sleep? Ignoring your own worries, thinking about that one person? Was this really it?
Or was his father right? Was love non-existent?