Infiltrate

~You're all I see. I wish you would one day say the same for me.~

Aria didn't know the rebellion was that serious until after a few days. They'd burnt hectares of the plantation which had brought Egypt's economy to its knees. And the culprits were yet to be extinguished.

They found and executed a few that were caught, but those ones were just following orders.

Aria hadn't seen Akhenaten since the last time they spoke in the throne room.

Aria sighed softly.

Akhenaten himself along with his most trusted soldiers had gone to crush the rebellion.

She found herself praying for him but then Tarzah flashed in her mind and she felt a painful stab in her chest.

It hurt to think about him, she missed him but it seemed the longer she spent in the Palace, the more she saw Akhenaten, and the more Tarzah seemed to become more of a memory. And a pang of profound guilt lodged in her throat.

It was night time and the maids brought in her supper in a golden tray.