Ancient Egypt: On the Nile

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Zafira nodded. "I...I came with Yuma." she said. Her eyes met his for only a split second. "S...She came with me, s...so I could thank you for the necklace."

"Are you nervous? Don't be afraid... Come in...Have a drink. Guard, go get Yuma, invite her in!"

Zafira smiled. "Thanks. I'm not used to be treating like such by royalty."

"How is royalty any different than you? Honestly...We both have two legs, two arms, a body, and a head. We're identical. Luck has it that I'm here and you're there...Sometimes I'd give anything to have it the other way around..."

Rameses had been listening from inside the door. He sighed. He couldn't believe the show the pharoah was putting on, all to impress a simple slave, a woman who ranked lower in society that even he did.

A guard found Ramses listening in on their conversation. He drug him into the room.

"What should I do with him, sire? He was listening in on your conversation.."

"Umm...Let him go. He does oddjobs for us every once in awhile...Hey, you were the one that was asking the irrelivant questions the other night. Is there a reason you're here?"

"No, I need a little money and I was wondering if you had a job for me," Rameses said, jerking his arm free of the guard's iron grip.

"My father's pyramid isn't finished yet and we always need extra workers for that...Just go down and hand them this letter. You should be able to hop right in...Next time, try not to break into the palace. I can't control what happens to you if I'm not here. Then it's up to my royal advisor..."

"I didn't break in, the door was wide open," Rameses said, motioning to a sleeping guard outside the door, an earthenware jug still clutched loosely in his hand.

Rameses took the papyrus and went outside to start working. He grabbed a thick rope tied to one of the huge blocks and started pulling alongside the other workers.

Zafira smiled. "It's not as well as you expect." she said. "But changes are good."

"Unfortunatly they can't be good for everyone..I can't just give everyone work and I can't let people slack either." Naqadar walked over to the sleeping guard and whispered something into his ear. The guard hopped up and remained standing.

"He won't sleep again..."

Zafira smiled. "I just wanted to say thank you for you know...standing up for me in the market place and for the the necklace." She said holding it's jewel in her hand while it was still around her neck.

Rameses put his whole weight into course rope, slowly dragging a massive limestone block towards its destination. It was backbreaking work, and the sun beat down on his shoulders even harder than it normally did, but he didn't mind. This was to be a monument fit for a pharoah, one fit for a god.

"It's alright...There is no need for unnecessary violence so I stepped in. Don't sweat it."

Naqadar said with a smile.

Zafira nodded. "So what is it like to live in such a big palace and rule a kingdom of such greatness?" She asked running her fingertips over a large hanging tapestry.

Meanwhile, Rameses continued to struggle away under the cruel desert sun...

Zafira smiled. The tapestry was gorgeous. It demanded attention drawing her eyes to it.

"The palace really wasn't my decision...It's more of tradition than anything. Besides, I'm usually too busy to notice it. The kingdom isn't ruled by me alone...There are many that you and the general public will never see that pretty much tell me what's going on ,under some circumstances, and I make a decision from there."