Chapter 32: Liar, liar…
On the other side of the country, the de Niles were enjoying their royal dinner. The day had been peaceful enough for Ramses until-
"My son, I have not seen Dedyet in the halls yet. I know I have been really busy today, as you have too, but where is she? Not feeling well again?"
Ramses gulped. His three siblings looked over to him, as well as his mother. "Uhm… Father. Dedyet is…" He bit his lip.
Ramses' evil brother looked at him with a smirk. "What? Did she leave you again? Dump you for a better guy?"
"Ramses!" His father snapped. "Don't tell me that you let her travel back to Lower Egypt! If this is the case, I will-"
"No, Father! Dedyet is in my room as no one here has giving her a bedroom of her own. She feels really sick and has to vomit quite often. We are both excited as she might be pregnant." ...The lie had just slipped out.
"Ramses," his mother said. "Is this true?"
"It is, Mother. Dedyet and I have recently worked on our wish to marry and have children. We cannot wait to reproduce!"
"My son," his father announced. "We are all really proud."
Ramses could see the confusion in Neferia's and Tut's eyes. Another obvious thing was his third sibling's anger.
"Father! This isn't fair!"
"Why is this not fair? Your brother is the future pharaoh of our kingdom! He will soon move out and live with his wife together! How is that not fair?"
"Dedyet is way too pretty to want someone like Ramses!"
"Excuse you!" Ramses snapped. "Jealous…argh!"
"Children, please!" Their mother interrupted.
"It is so unfair that Ramses will be ruling just because he is the oldest!" The de Nile prince said angrily.
"How dare you criticize the royal line of succession?!" The pharaoh growled.
"Father, please!"
"Argh!"
Ramses smirked about the disapproval his brother was receiving from his father. Yet he felt a little guilty about his lie...
As soon as dinner was over, the prince went to his room and wrote a letter. It seemed to be trending to do it without a scribe.
Dedyet, my love,
I am unsure if you will ever read this letter since I have no idea how long you will be staying. I know that it has not even been a day, but I already miss you. A lot. Actually, it feels like my complete second half is missing. I worry about you. Are you okay? Did you arrive safely? When – if – you read this, please send a letter to answer me. Tell me when you plan on returning and how your brother has reacted. The servants that have brought you can stay at your palace as long as you are there, so they can make sure that you are safe and healthy. Oh Geb, will we even see each other before marrying? I surely hope so. Your face is just too beautiful to not look at. I love you, my Dedyet.
Yours, Ramses
The blatant lie about Dedyet's pregnancy obviously wasn't mentioned. Would this turn out alright?