Ramses,
He opened his eyes slowly, but it took him an enormous amount of strength to just do that but in the end; he was successful.
He looked around him and sighed in relief. He was still in the palace in his own room.
Even though it was quieter than usual, he thought his people would be worried about him and never let him be alone.
Something must have occupied them because the last thing he remembered was him advancing on his sister.
He was planning on killing her with no regard for the consequences.
He had enough of her foolishness and betrayal. He must get rid of her in order to protect his female.
Ramses moved slowly but surprisingly easily out of the bed. He wore his sandals, then went to his mirror.
Staring at his own reflection, the king of Egypt frowned. He looks better than he thought.
He tilted his head to the side as he touched his rosy cheeks and then under his eyes.
