Hatshepsut walked over to her husband, placed her hand on his shoulder, and looked into his eyes as she asked, ''Amkhu, what's going on?''
He took a deep breath, his voice heavy with sorrow as he revealed the harrowing truth.
''Ramses is trapped in the city of Memphis to the north after losing a battle at Sekhmet's Chasm. The Luxor and Nubian soldiers relentlessly chased them to the city, slaughtering any Zenians they caught. After reaching the city, the enemy laid siege to it, and it's close to falling, according to the report.''
A gasp escaped Hatshepsut's lips, her eyes widening with terror. Panic gripped her heart as she realized the imminent danger threatening her firstborn.
Instinctively, she turned to Archer, the one person she believed possessed the strength and skills to aid them in this dire hour.
Amkhu addressed his family once more, his voice trembling yet resolute, urgency permeating his words.
