Ramses,
The king of Egypt held his wife tightly in his arms as she shook from cold or fear. He wasn't certain, but the female was troubled.
He looked down at her bruised body and her pale skin and frowned. When they went to bed, she was fine.
There were no blemishes on her body, and she wasn't this unsettled. What in the name of gods had happened to her?
The door opened and Omari barged inside along with the second queen's captain of guards and the females who live in the palace now.
Ramses wasn't lying when he told Akila that he has been calling her name for a while now and she didn't answer him.
She was sleeping on the bed, her body clammy, her eyebrows frowned, and all over her body, there was this wet sweat.
He thought she might be having a rough night, and some nightmares were plaguing her, but when she didn't respond to him, he got worried.
