Chapter 50: Rude Awakenings and Angry Goodbyes

The bedroom door opened silently. It was an unbelievably quiet morning, until…

"Good mooooooorning!"

Dedyet and Ramses both woke up in shock.

Neferia stood in the middle of the room, dressed in a really fashion-forward way. "Ugh, why are you still sleeping?! It's already eight! I've already told the servants to prepare our breakfast. I'm starving!"

Dedyet turned away and pulled the blanket over her head. She had absolutely no desire to spend time with Neferia this morning. Also did the queen not appreciate being woken up in an overly loud way.

"Neferia," Ramses complained. "Who let you inside?"

Instead of answering her tired brother, Neferia tried to pull the blanket off of his body in a playful way.

"NEFERIA!"

"Ooops! Sorry! I didn't know you both still got it on last night! Because you actually wanted to show me the palace yesterday, Ramses. We had an appointment." She crossed her arms in anger.

"Oh! You're right. I'm…sorry?"

"But you rather gave it to her, huh?"

"Leave!"

"Ugh! The service here is terrible!"

And with those words, the annoying princess finally left the royal bedroom.

Ramses turned to his tired wife. "I'm sorry, Honey…"

"Mhh, it's not your fault, Rammy. Just tell me," she pulled the blanket away, "why is she so annoying?"

Ramses rolled his eyes. "Ugh, I wish I knew. When I was young, I thought all women were like that."

"You know, I'm not really in the mood for breakfast this morning…"

"Dedyet. I know this situation is annoying you right now, but you have to eat regardless. Don't forget there is a human growing inside of you! – Our human!"

"I feel sick. Can you excuse me?"

"No. Please get up in some minutes."

"No."

"I'll let the servants prepare me first, yes? And after that, I will yell at them for not having an eye on my sister! And, well, then they will prepare you, too."

Dedyet turned away again. "Mh."

There was a lot of hope from Ramses' side to still get his wife up and make her eat something this very morning, but it seemed as if Renenet – the ancient Egyptian goddess of luck – hadn't been with him today.

"What you did this morning was really inappropriate," Ramses said to his younger sister as they were sitting at the breakfast table.

"It was also very rude of you to just forget about me yesterday."

"I know and I said I was sorry."

"Where is Dedyet?"

"Still in bed. She doesn't feel good."

"Why? Did you take her too hard last night?"

"Ugh! Another comment like that and I will make you leave my property!"

Neferia rolled her eyes. "Seesh. No need to yell at me like that. I'm not a servant!"

"I also don't appreciate you asking Dedyet things about her parents!" Ramses added, now in the mood for an argument.

Neferia fake smiled right at him. "Aww, did she come to you and cry?"

"I have the feeling you are severely jealous."

"Me? Jealous?!"

"Are you barren, Neferia?!"

This certainly came unexpected. "What?!"

"I asked you if you are infertile!" Her brother yelled.

"Are you sick?!"

"No. I am obviously fertile."

"Argh! Seriously, sometimes I imagine being pregnant and vomit, because of the fact that having an invader grow inside of me is literally gross!"

"Our mother has been pregnant!"

"So what?"

"Excuse you!"

"I won't!"

"Then I'll take that as sarcasm."

She leaned back and crossed her arms.

"Neferia. I understand you don't want a child yourself, but this is not yet a reason to make Dedyet feel bad about her past. She's had a hard time and you know it!"

"Pff. What has happened to her parents anyway?"

"Her father has died and her mother has ran away…or something."

"Yeah, you don't even know it yourself!"

"Argh, shut your mouth!"

"You know what? This is beneath me. I am leaving!" She got up. "Write me a letter once you are sane again and maybe I'll accept it as a polite apology!"

Thirty minutes later and Neferia had really done it. She had left the newly built palace.