Chapter 36: Bad, bad karma

Dedyet stepped inside Neferia's quarters, the angry glances of a few guards in her back.

"Uh, Princess Neferia?"

She turned around, unimpressed. "What is it?"

"I just wanted to ask you if you are fine with giving me one of your dresses to wear for today."

The young de Nile frowned. "Don't you have any yourself? I thought you're royalty!"

"Of course! It's just that they aren't here. They are at my palace in Lower Egypt."

"Lower Egypt is a barbaric place. How is there even a palace?"

This was exactly the arrogant de Nile tone that Dedyet had heard so often. Neferia talked as if she was Egypt's queen! But unlike Dedyet, she wouldn't even be queen.

"I was asking you for a dress, nothing more," Dedyet answered calmly.

Neferia fake smiled at her. "Do you know what I'm beginning to think? That you're not who you claim to be!"

"Uh, what?"

"Maybe you aren't even a princess! Maybe you're just a plain peasant who wants a taste of royalty!"

Dedyet gasped. She couldn't believe her ears! "And you think that just because I don't have fancy dresses with me?!"

"Where are your servants? Why aren't they with you, huh?! My servants would never let me travel alone! Nor would my father!"

"It's not any of your business, but I snuck out of my brother's place when I came here first. And that's why I had no luggage or servants or anything!"

"What do you mean with 'first'? You only came here once!"

Dedyet was confused. Hadn't Ramses told his family about Dedyet visiting her brother a last time before the wedding?

"Sneaky rat."

Dedyet was really losing her patience. She crossed her arms. "Do you have a dress for me now or not?"

"I don't think any of my dresses will fit you, fat ass."

"What?! I'm literally your size!"

"You are literally pregnant."

"Pregnant?!"

A male voice was heard before any of the females could speak up again. "Ladies?"

The sixteen year old Dedyet and the nineteen year old Neferia turned around.

Ramses stood in the door, a confused look on his face. "Do you have the dress?" He asked his future wife regardless of the answer being already obvious enough.

"Ramses, why does your sister say I'm pregnant?!"

Ramses smiled sheepishly. "Uh… I thought…"

"What makes you think I'm pregnant?!"

Ramses began sweating. Who should he address now? He could tell Neferia that he had let Dedyet leave the palace for a complete day without having their father even allow it! Or he could tell Dedyet that he had lied to his family about her, saying that-

Neferia unintentionally saved him. "Oh, so you aren't even pregnant?"

"No!"

"How amusing. Will you two idiots leave my room now? I have better things to do than talk to people from the North who invade my private space without even asking!"

Ramses still smiled like an idiot. "We will leave you alone, Neferia, don't worry. Dedyet thinks personality is more important than fashion, anyway."

"Ew, personality? What is that? A thing from the North?"

The next angry tone came from Dedyet. "Argh!"

They didn't make a move, so Neferia clapped her hands. "Chop chop!"

Next, the door closed Ramses and Dedyet out. Seemed like someone had some explaining to do now…