Queen

For months; Unable to sleep due to his progressive illness, Akhenkahe reached out from where he was lying and opened the tulles flying from the edge of his bed with a weak hand gesture and called to the slave next to the bed with a barely moaning voice.

"Upandisu call me the oracle immediately"

He watched as the slave quietly obeyed with a nod, from where he lay. As time went on, the light in his eyes was preventing him from seeing. Because he could not see around, he was tiring the more carefully, the woman waiting for death in the sick bed.

Pointing to the other two slaves waiting in the room, she straightened up a little further in her bed, and sent the two obedient slaves out again with a hand gesture.

"Soon the oracle will be here, he will surely unravel the secret of the dream I constantly see," he smiled faintly.

"If his dream was a messenger dream, he would get rid of this curse and finally find his son, finally" "In Thebes, his true heir was a true royal blood flowing in his veins and this noble blood would come where it belongs."

Not long after, the oracle greeted the queen queen by holding her black cloak.

"My queen you wanted me" she looked at the Queen Mother with curious eyes.

"Come Opelisahus come sit here, I have something to tell you"

Although Opelishus was not happy to see this woman he had been in love with for years, in order not to show his sadness, he cleansed his nose and sat right next to the queen.

Throwing a grape into his mouth from the copper coffee table at the head of the bed, he drank a sip of the drink offered to him and stared at the queen.

"Opelisahus said softly, if the signs that the mighty Ra had shown me were not an illusion, it finally reached the heir to the throne, Thebes."

Surprisingly, the oracle sprayed the drink he brought into his mouth to drink and threw the glass in his hand on the ground excitedly.

"I knew that in the prophecy mentioned in the book Ahenkahe, it was mentioned that the noble blood would bring fertility to the barren lands of corn."

"Prophecy?" the queen asked, looking at her interlocutor with surprised eyes

The Oracle began to say "Yes".

"Did Aset appeared in the pyramid?"

She shook her head yes, she didn't make a sound, not to interrupt her words

"Opelisahus" said to the man with fearful eyes

"Do not tell Amonkahe about this, if you did not inform me, now I was a dead queen, the venom still has no effect wandering around my body like a snake, I don't know how long I will last? But I swear I will never die without seeing my son."

His eyes were full of eyes, he swallowed the words to say, he left the tears in his eyes without hesitation, the oracle reached out and wiped the tears on his beautiful face, which even his illness could not change, with his fingers.

"Ahenkahe, please don't cry my beautiful queen, I will find your heir" was an oath to the beautiful queen for this sake, both knew it.

"Find this healer in Thebes and bring it here Opelisahus, where Ra showed me, the healer will take us to Salamon, I drew this in secret, let no one see the papyrus slaves, you know they are all the spies of the Amonkah", and handed the papyrus paper to the oracle, which he hid on his chest.

"Perhaps my last request from you before dying is Opelisahus, everyone knows that this throne does not belong to Amonkahe, he is the son of Kia's slave, even if his mother is a noble, he does not have the blood of the king."

"With the spells of Shetisu, I can still sit on the throne, with the ambitions that will drive Egypt to disaster, and I was able to hide my son until the last moment, but you know that I am a sick queen who has lost her strength now, and only we both know why Amonkahe did not kill me, you are the reason."

The oracle looked at the beautiful woman with a wounded heart in front of him with loving eyes, saying, "Don't worry, we will overcome everything, just as we did in our youth," he straightened and kissed the queen's weak, delicate fingers one by one.

He walked away, saying, "I need to investigate the healer now."