Prologue

Egypt, 1130 B.C....

The girl knelt down in front of the statue of her patron goddess, Isis, and began to pray. She raised her arms in supplication, in reverence to the mighty goddess. Even though she was a girl, and a young one at that, she was Pharaoh. She ruled Upper and Lower Egypt as one, and yet she was having problems. Major problems.

"Oh dear Isis, do not turn from me now! Do mot let the man who called himself my father's friend and then murdered him without one shred of guilt steal my country away from me, I beg you! Guide me to do your holy will and I shall do so. Tell me how to be rid of him and his evil like!" She prayed, virtually begging the goddess on her kneees for help.

Ay had been her father's vizier, and most trusted adviser. But all the while he was flattering the frail Tuthankamen, he had been conspiring behind his back to do the unthinkable. Only she, Beketamun, had heard his evil plan when she had been spying on him. Ay had indeed murdered her father, and her mother had been murdered shortly after. Now she feared that he would come after her, and he was.

The door suddenly banged open and there stood Ay, with his sneering wife Tiy. Beketamun laughed at the pair, feeling triumphant all of a sudden.

"Vizier, you will remember this day for the rest of your life, more than you will the day you murdered my father. You shall always remember that I wore the double crown before you did, and that I did a far better job in my reign than you ever will. When I am made a mummy, I shall be prepared so that I will live again, and I shall exact my horrible revenge upon you. This is a curse, my friend, so beware and be warned. This day I will forever shine like Ra, my father, the sun." she said triumphantly before she stabbed herself with her golden dagger and fell in a heap onto the floor.

Ay and tiy backed away, frightened looks replacing their snottily superior ones. They knew that when a Pharaoh of Egypt placed a curse upon an unfortunate soul immediately before his or her death, that curse would be exacted in full, and then some. Ay went and took the double crown off her head before turning tail and running as if Osiris himself was chasing upon his heels.


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