Chapter 1 – First born

Anknankamon was pacing outside his wife's room. Anxious about what gender his child could be…he hoped it was a boy…..for surely he would bring assurance that the royal line would be still intact….but if it was a girl then alright there could be another chance.

Then Isis came out, sweat brimming her forehead. "My king!" she threw herself towards him, "Congratulations! Your child is a boy!" she exclaimed with happiness.

He then cried in uttermost happiness. The Gods surely have blessed him! They have answered his pleas! He then asked, "Is my wife-

"She had a safe delivery my king." Isis interrupted. "You could go and see for yourself." She added.

He nodded and went inside the room. Arsinoe smiled when he saw her enter the room.

"I'm so happy" he cried.

"Me too" she gushed, thoughtful, "But what are we going to name him?"

He thought for awhile. "Atem".

"I love that name!" she gushed again. She then rubbed her son's forehead, "Oh, how weird our son's hair is!"she complimented.

"Wonder where he got that." He mused.

She then laughed, "Oh, Anknankamon…..you will not be able to find out. There is no one in our families who has this kind of hair."

"Oh, I don't care as long as the hair reminds me of the rays of the sun." he replied.

She then looked out the window, her eyes brimming with tears. He then felt her pain, "What's wrong? Is something painful?"

she then turned back to him, wiping the tears away, "No, it's nothing. It's just tears of joy." She assured him.

"Are you sure?" He asked, his voice laced with concern," I could call Isis right now if you feel anything." "I'm alright….just leave me for awhile." she answered

"Alright…but if you want me by your side, just send for me, okay?" he told her.

"Okay, Aknankamon."He left the room.

Arsinoe then looked out the window again, "I feel that my son would die protecting my country. But as long as I am alive, I will do everything to prevent anything to happen to him." she hugged her child closed to her chest and kissed his forehead.

Aknankamon was sitting in his throne with his priests and council members. He was having a meeting when one of them abruptly changed the subject.

"My king, congratulations to your newborn son." spoke Shawn.

"Thank you. I appreciate it."

"My king, it's better if we make preparations for the introduction of your son to the people of Egypt. They would be so happy that a Prince has indeed come at last." added Anpu.

"I do believe he's right." agreed Siamun.

"Call the people tomorrow for I will show them my son."

"As you wished, my king." spoke Siamun as he went out of the room. Anknankamon then dismissed the council. As he was walking out, Isis went to greet him.

With a bow she greeted him, "My king."

He looked at her, "What's wrong?" he asked, worried.

"Nothing, my king." she confirmed.

"That's not the usual you that I am accustomed to." he jokingly said.

"The Queen wishes you to see her."

"Oh, so that's why." he mused. "Tell her that I'll be there."

"I'll gladly tell her, Pharaoh." she walked off.

Anknankamon watched Isis as she disappeared deeper into the palace.

A few days later, after the introduction of the people to their son, they were at the palace gardens spending every moment of their time with him. Arsinoe had Atem on her lap while Anknankamon had his arms around her. He closed his eyes and while he's at it...

"Anknan?"

"Hmm?" opening one eye, "What is it?"

"I was wondering if we have another one?" she asked.

"You want another one?" he asked, shocked

"Yes. I thought it would be best if Atem will have a brother or sister of his own, who will stay by his side and be always there for him."

"But that would be different!" he mused, "Considering that Atem is older it would mean he should look after her."

Watching the bemused expression of her husband, she suppressed a laugh while he looked at her slightly annoyed.

"What?" he asked.

"Why are you against of having another child?" she asked, coyly.

Hugging her close, Aknankamon pressed his lips against her ear.

"Cause I don't want to lose you."

"As if I would die of giving birth."

"You might."

"You can't stop me for asking another one."

Looking at his wife, Anknankamon sighed. He knew somehow that when his wife liked something, he couldn't back her down to having it.

"How can you focus of having another one while we were busy with one?" he asked, curiously

"Oh, it's nothing. I just want another one so that it will be equal." she told him.

"It will never be." he told her.

"The Gods will surely grant my prayers to having one."

"We'll see about that." he replied.

They were silent for awhile not noticing that their son had fallen asleep in Arsinoe's lap. Finally when they are about to stand up did they notice that the little Prince had somehow fell asleep. They smiled at him and Arsinoe carried him in her arms.

"Such a cute little one."

"I agree."

The royal couple went inside the palace, talking about how their son will look like and how he should dress. When unknown to them, the Gods have been watching them the whole time.

After giving Atem to the wet nurse, Aknankamon and Arsinoe proceeded to their rooms. Sighing, Arsinoe sat in one of the chairs in their room while Aknankamon sat on the other one.

"I was so happy that I finally got to give you a son." she mused.

"Nothing would have made me happier." he replied, smiling.

"Oh, Aknankamon I wished Father was alive so he could have gazed on his grandson."

"I wished so too."

They were silent for awhile. Arsinoe then climb on the bed, falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillows. Aknankamon got in after, smiling at his wife before turning off the lights in the room. No one had knew that the Gods were listening on their conversation awhile ago.