A Vow of Revenge:
In the Valley of Kings, Murako sat on his throne, surrounded by the dukes of the Pyramids of Giza. His eyes blazed with anger as he addressed his men.
"Can't you see that the General of the Valley of Kings is still missing?" Murako's voice thundered through the hall.
One of the dukes from the Pyramids of Giza spoke up, "With all due respect, Crown Prince, it's been two years. Perhaps General Iras's body has long been consumed by the desert sands."
Murako's face turned red with rage as he rose from his sit, sweeping aside the objects on the table. "No, no, this is all Hylos's fault! He's the one who became king, the one General Iras loved and chose over me. And now, Hylos sits on the throne, doing nothing to find Iras."
Murako's voice dripped with venom. "I'll take my revenge on General Iras, and I'll do everything in my power to bring down Hylos's throne. I'll be the one ruling the Valley of Kings."
Murako's eyes gleamed with determination, and he thought to himself that with the Pyramids of Giza on his side, his plan for revenge and domination would soon come to fruition.
Iras walked through the palace, carrying a bundle of dirty clothes, when he suddenly collided with someone. He quickly apologized and bent down to pick up the scattered clothes.
As he stood up, he noticed the person he had bumped into staring at him, a mixture of shock and fear on his face. "Brother," the man whispered, his voice trembling.
Iras's eyes widened in surprise as he realized who the man was - Rabik, his brother. Rabik's eyes were filled with tears and sadness as he gazed at Iras.
Iras was taken aback, unsure of how Rabik had recognized him despite his disguise. He tried to brush it off, saying, "I think you're mistaken, I'm just a lowly palace servant."
But Rabik's grip on his arm tightened. "No, I'm not mistaken. I'd recognize your voice, General.."
Iras's eyes darted around, worried that someone might overhear their conversation. He quickly covered Rabik's mouth and pulled him aside, away from prying ears.
"Shh, don't mention my name. What if someone hears you?" Iras warned, his voice low and urgent.
Rabik's face lit up with joy, and he hugged Iras tightly. "Thank God you're alive!" he exclaimed.
Iras tried to wriggle free from the tight hug. "Yes, I'm alive. But please, don't tell anyone. Just keep this between us."
Rabik grinned, still holding onto Iras. "Don't worry, brother. Your secret is safe with me."
A Royal Visit:
Hylos sat in his chamber, seemingly lost in thought, when a sudden knock at the door broke the silence. "Your Majesty, you have a visitor," his attendant announced.
Hylos's deep voice resonated through the room. "And who might that be?"
The attendant replied, "The visitor refuses to reveal her identity."
Hylos's eyes narrowed, and a sly smile spread across his face, as if he already knew who the mysterious visitor was.
He rose from his throne, adorned in a magnificent golden robe with his hair tied back, revealing a few curly locks framing his face. His piercing golden eyes seemed to gleam with anticipation.
As he entered the reception area, he spotted the visitor standing with her back to him. The visitor's crystal-colored attire shimmered in the light, and yellow-haired figure seemed to radiate an otherworldly aura. Her diamond-like eyes sparkled as they turned to face Hylos, flashing a captivating smile.
"It's been far too long since we last met, my cousin," the visitor said, her voice dripping with charm. "And now, you're the king of the Valley of Kings, risen from your former station as Grand Duke."
Hylos smiled warmly and kissed the visitor's hand. "I'm delighted you've come to visit, my cousin, Ajah, the royal of Giza."
Ajah's eyes seemed to gleam with intrigue, and Hylos sensed a hidden agenda behind his cousin's visit.
Ajah's conversation with Hylos had come to a close, and he was about to leave the palace when he spotted Rabik happily sniffing the flowers in the garden Ajah's eyes lit up with amusement, finding it endearing that Rabik, despite his macho demeanor, had a fondness for flowers.
Ajah approached Rabik, his tall stature towering over him. "Do you find the scent of flowers pleasing?" Ajah asked, his voice laced with pleasure, his diamond-like eyes fixed intently on Rabik.
Rabik's movements froze as their eyes met, and he felt an unsettling sensation under Ajah's piercing gaze. He looked away, his voice barely above a whisper. "What's it to you if I like flowers?" Rabik's tone was laced with irritation.
Ajah simply stared at Rabik, his expression unreadable. He then turned and walked away, only to pause and glance back at Rabik. A sly smirk spread across his face as he ran his tongue over his finger, his eyes never leaving Rabik.
Rabik's eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly looked away, feeling a shiver run down his spine.
A Royal Celebration:
Hylos was in high spirits, preparing for Ajah's visit to the palace. The servants were busy making arrangements for the evening's festivities, and Iras was tasked with decorating the hall with flowers.
As Iras worked, he suddenly felt a presence behind him. He turned around, and his face accidentally met Hylos's, their lips almost touching. Iras was startled and quickly stepped back, his eyes fixed on Hylos, who stood silently, his gaze piercing.
Just then, Queen Ashira arrived and gently placed her hand on Hylos's shoulder. They walked past Iras, who remained bowed, still feeling the intensity of Hylos's gaze. Even as Hylos walked away, his eyes lingered on Iras, making him feel uneasy.
The celebration began, and Hylos and Ashira took their seats on the throne. Ajah arrived, accompanied by his Egyptian guards, all dressed in crystal-colored attire. Ajah's handsome features and chiseled physique were undeniable, but Hylos still seemed more captivating.
Ajah approached the royal couple and bowed respectfully. "Thank you for hosting this celebration in my honor, dear cousin," he said, his voice charming, as he kissed Ashira's hand.
A Royal Scandal:
The celebration was disrupted by a sudden outburst from Rabik, who appeared intoxicated. "Hylos, you claimed to love my brother, but now that you're king, you've forgotten him! You're a beast!" Rabik shouted, stumbling towards Hylos.
Ashira rebuked him, "You're a fool!" but Hylos intervened, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "And when did I say I loved him? What a joke, Prince Rabik."
Rabik's anger flared, and he attempted to confront Hylos but collapsed due to his intoxication. As he fell, someone caught him, and he smiled, feeling a sense of comfort.
As Rabik's vision darkened, he felt a sensation of being kissed on his body in his dream. However, he was shocked to discover that the voice whispering sweet nothings was a man's voice. He hastily opened his eyes to find himself naked and in a compromising position with Ajah, who was also unclothed.
Ajah's lips were on Rabik's abdomen, and his deep, husky voice whispered, "finally awake." Rabik's eyes widened in shock, and he tried to punch Ajah but found his hand caught in Ajah's firm grip.