Goddess of Death.

The Pharaoh straightened his posture as he allowed the smirk to get displayed on his lips. He placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, glaring at the Queen with daggers in his eyes. "As intelligent as you are, Queen Eun ae," said he. "you should realize that what you are doing is nothing more than wasting time, and I've got to say that I don't like to waste my time in wasteful negotiations."

The Queen raised her eyes to meet his, and she regretted it instantly. She felt that his intense gaze was carefully pulling her in into him, slowly making her submit to him. Honestly, she had no idea what he was going to do with her. The silence that she so much worked on lengthening was a mere attempt to give herself time to think everything over.