Nephthys's POV
I leave the party after a while. I wait for Izna in her chamber but she doesn't come. I start feeling heartbroken and insulted.
"Fahdil go and ask the queen to come. My orders."
She comes rushing immediately, bumps on the entrance, almost falls down. But Horus holds her in time. This lowly slave!
"GET OUT!!!" I shout.
"I'm so sorry great Pharaoh," She apologies.
"Not you. I meant your slave. It's celebration day otherwise I'd have him executed."
"Forgive him. He always follows me inside. He did it by habits."
"Why does a lowly slave enter the queen's chamber?"
"After I was ambushed by my own maid last year I don't trust anyone. That's why he guards me while I'm sleeping."
This lowlife!!! He looks at my wife's body while she's sleeping!! I should just tear him to pieces but this is not the right time.
"Well, now I'm back. I will protect my queen. You can leave! Never enter without permission again."
"As you command great Pharaoh."
"Izna, come here."
She walks to me and stands a little far from me.
"Come closer. Sit on my lap."
She hesitates a bit then sits on my lap. I can smell jasmine oil scent from her. It turns me on. I rub my face on her neck.
"You smell nice."
"Thank you."
"I missed you. Did you?"
"Yes great Pharaoh."
"No. Call my name."
"That'll be inappropriate."
"I order you then. Call my name."
"N.. Nephthys."
"Again."
"Nephthys."
"Again."
"Nephthys.....
Next morning.
Oh no!! I was too tired I fell asleep. I decided to do all types of embarrassing acts with her. How could I sleep? I wanted to show her I've become a man now. She will think I'm immature. I can't even show her my face. How shameful!!!
I slowly remove the blanket and look. She's not here!! Where did she go? I remember sending Horus out last night. Someone took the opportunity to kidnap her?? What have I done? I quickly run outside.
"GUARDS!"
"Great Pharaoh".
"Where is my queen?"
"She went to the goddess's temple."
"Without me?"
"But great Pharaoh, you only worship God Osiris."
"So what? I can't go to goddess's temple? Go prepare a carriage."
I quickly order new clothes. I need to look manly. Yesterday even Izna's slaves were wearing better clothing than me. I'm the Pharaoh I can't go out looking worse than a slave.
When I finally get dressed and reach the temple, she already left the temple. I ask her maids and get to know she went to learn swordsmanship from my brother. This despicable woman!!! Why'd she go to learn swordsmanship? Did I not give her this many guards? She wants to ruin her weak body learning things like this? I rush to Seth's palace only to be shocked once again.
She's wearing this little clothes showing most of her body. But what shocks me is that she has amazingly strong warrior like body. Just like Seth her body is also well built, without even a slightest amount of extra fat. She's not wearing a wig. Her long black hair waves with every movement. I look at them moving breathless. She's keeping up with Seth's speed without breaking a sweat. But he soon takes advantage of his beast like body to pin her down to the ground.
"Ok I lose. Move," She says laughing.
"Nah I'm not moving," he says moving even closer. "Say I'm the strongest."
"You're the strongest."
"The most handsome prince."
"What a narcissist! Shameless!"
"Say it or I'm gonna tickle you to death."
That's it!!! He's gone too far. I kick him from on top of her.
"How dare you!"
"Oh greetings brother."
"Seth I must praise your courage touching my queen's body."
"I'm just training her."
"Well I've come back so you don't have to anymore."
"Don't be foolish Nephthys. You're so busy. You can't train her properly."
"I can train better than you. Don't forget you lost your thumb. You're not suitable to be a warrior anymore."
"Great Pharaoh, you shouldn't talk like that to your older brother. This is disgraceful. And it might ruin your image as a ruler," Izna snaps at me.
"You don't have to teach me how I should talk. Wear clothes first. You're almost naked. If I find you showing your body to other men I will take your skin off."
I drag her to my carriage. I need to teach this woman a lesson first.