Chapter 6

After saying her plea to the gods, Arsinoe sat down on a bench under a palm tree. At first she didn't like the idea of having another child for the fear of losing her life...but then after hearing her son's words she began to rethink and the prophecy...what if her son had to die? Who will rule Egypt? She then pursed her lips in concentration but then unpursed it again, she wasn't supposed to think such thoughts! She should be imagining the future that they will have as a family...not the thought that her son could die...

Meanwhile in the other part of the palace...

The young Prince was busy playing with his bestfriend Mana, she was two years younger than him, eventhough given their two year gap she was still naughtier than him...and while they were in his rooms practically bored of the toys that were scattered around the room, she began to think of a not so good idea to get him in trouble, or if not way BIG trouble.

"Hey, Prince! I have another big idea!" she half-whispered in his ear.

Atem, who was busy picking up the toys, accidentally dropped them, he then groaned, "Now look what you made me do!"

Mana then helped him picked up the toys and absentmindedly threw them on his bed, "There all done! Did you practically heard what I said earlier?" she asked him.

"I didn't get what you said really...what did you say earlier?" Atem asked.

"I said I have a pretty good idea in my head." she told him, while picking up one of the toys that was scattered on his bed.

Atem raised an eyebrow, "And what would that be?"

"Let's do something different!" she exclaimed, "Like...uummm...go out the palace!"

"Mana, are you nuts? Or did you really got a big major problem with your brain?" he asked, "Cause you know...we can't really get out the palace...they say it's quite dangerous out there." he told her, while climbing on top of his bed.

"Well...I can't basically think of anything to do...and it's so boring in here...doing the same things twice." she whined, "You are the son of the Pharaoh maybe you could...you know."

He shook his head, he maybe the son of the pharaoh but one thing his father taught him was not use the powers accorded in your own advantages. Powers were given for a certain reason and that reason is to use for something that is good...but golly he was just 5 years old...nearing his sixth birthday...what could it mean to him? He then put his hand under his chin deep in thought.

"Well?" Mana asked, "I'm getting impatient."

He then thought of an idea that would prevent them from leaving the palace, "Maybe we could play a prank to some of my father's officials!" he exclaimed.

"Pffftttt...way boring. We have done that already and we got a decent sermon about that." she reminded him.

His shoulders sank, defeated, "Yeah, I remember. But what is outside the palace that caught your attention so much?" he asked.

"Oh...it was something...you wouldn't know it anyway." she told him, "It was somehow...different like it was nothing that I have ever seen before."

"What is it?" he asked, again, "You know you're kind of acting different. It's like...I don't know."

She then sat beside him on the bed and playfully punches his shoulder, "You're so mean! Wait...what do you mean by different?"

"Oh...I don't know...gosh Mana! We are only children! What could possibly come into our heads?" he exclaimed, while looking at her, who was swinging her legs on the side of the bed.

"Oh, I don't know where you're getting at...anyway have you thought about it?"

He sighed, "Mana, we are children! Who would protect us if I ever allow this idea of yours?"

"Hmm...I know! Master would do!" she exclaimed, "He's the best one we've got!"

"I don't think he would allow us..."

They rambled on. Meanwhile Aknankamon was strolling in his gardens, setting his gaze on the small, delicate white lily that was floating in the small pool. He gently picked one up, and brushed it with his finger. He then thought of his wife...he knew it was so selfish of him not to have another but then he was thinking of his son, what he would do if she died. As he was busy caressing the lily, he heard footsteps behind him.

"I want to talk with you, Aknankamon."

He turned around, he saw his wife behind him. Dressed in a white dress, she simply looks regal enough, with her long blond curly hair fanning in the background...and beautiful. He couldn't say the words out loud. Indeed, she was one of the most beautiful women in Egypt, a noble of true birth...and a kind mother and a wife...and a queen to all of their people.

"What is it you want to talk about?' He asked, and then looked down at the lily he was holding in his hand.

"I want to know why you have been acting so strange earlier."

"What do you mean?" he asked as he walked towards her, "I never..."

"No it's not like that...awhile ago in the meeting I heard you..." she started.

Arsinoe's POV

After you went out of our chambers...I got dressed quickly and followed you, I know you would be in the throne room so I went there...

I saw you enter with a rather different look in your face...so I decided to attend the meeting rather secretly. I saw how your mind was not in the usual concentration...and I got scared...I somehow assumed that you had a dream somehow that was connected to me...it could be my death wasn't it?

So when I saw how you went out the throne room, I followed after but with a different place in mind...but then I thought of Siamun and seeing that you were friends I talked to him before he left the room...

Awhile ago after the meeting...

Siamun sighed as he was going out the room, but then before going out he saw someone hiding behind one of the columns. He squinted his eyes for he wasn't sure if the person was beckoning to him or not.

"Me?" he asked.

"Yes you! Come here!" the figure urgently called.

The old vizier came half running-half walking towards the figure, but then when he truly saw her...he hesitantly bowed in respect.

"My Queen, what are you doing here?" he whispered.

"I have come here to watch my husband...he's rather quite different...I kind of notice."

Siamun nodded, "You're right about that, My Queen. But why have you called me?"

"I want you to talk to him...I want you to know what was bothering him." she requested.

Siamun was shocked! Surely the queen was just joking! To intrude in the pharaoh's moment of silence was inexcusable not unless if he so wanted it to...but it's like signing a death sentence.

He gulped, "My Queen, why's that's so? You know the pharaoh wants to be left alone while he steams out his anger."

Arsinoe sighed, "I know that...but Siamun I'm asking you to talk to him, not as a vizier but an old friend. You were inseparable since you were children."

"Alright my queen, you convinced me." the vizier sighed. 'Oh boy, I do hope the pharaoh doe not learn anything about this.' he thought. He sure is going to regret this.

"And then that's what happened." she ended, "Aknankamon, I want you to tell me what's bothering you...and I want to help."

He took her hands into his, "Nothing is bothering me, Arsinoe."

"You tell me it's nothing! But I feel that there is something!" Come on...please tell me..." she pleaded, placing her hands on both sides of his face, boring in to his amethyst eyes, "I want to help...and I want to know...if you will keep this from me it could be the source of your downfall." she threatened.

He sighed, "I was...thinking...about our son."

"You know it's not that. Tell me the real truth." she crossed her arms.

He looked at her, "I don't want to lose you...I know it's kind of selfish of me...but I don't want to lose the one who made my heart beat everytime I see her...the woman whom I vowed to love forever...and the woman whom I swore loyalty to never look at anyone again."

She sighed, "You're not going to lose me. I told you that...and if I ever did die...it is the Gods' will for me to die. You have to accept that."

"I know...and I dreamt about you not making it. I was afraid of that to happen." he confessed.

Arsinoe sighed, she then hugged him, "Whatever happens Aknankamon I'll always stay by your side at all times."

They then smiled at each other. Aknankamon was glad that he had a wife that could understand him at most when he needs it, and Arsinoe was glad that she had a husband that was so caring about her. All in all they were glad that they had each other. They sat together on a bench, his arm around her shoulder and her hand on his waist, looking up at the night sky. Never dreaming of what would happen in the future.