Henshu & Nunna 2

Prepare the food and spices, the gifts to our new pharaoh. We need to hustle up, go, go, go! Tuya, what are you doing? Go to your Momma, where is Nina, Madaam, please attend to your child, we are on a role. Ladies and gentlemen, please observe calm and precision. Our queen regnant is to come here and it’s so exciting I wanted to cry happy tears!, Yuya said while the scepters are laughing and giggling with his strange twang. As part of the homosexual community, he can only make sure to not be known that since it’s prohibited and not considered as pure for the Egyptian culture doesn’t accept pr recognize such existence.

However, Henshupta understood every one and it doesn’t matter if Yuya is gay or if she likes girls or even has a crush with Nunnapura who is now called Meraek.

Those sexual dreams again. Why does she keep on tempting and killing me with those physical desires that a pharaoh such as me shouldn’t be feeling for my kind, a female, a girl who is three years older than me. She’s even snobbish and doesn’t talk to me when she sees me, then why would I want her in my courts? Haaa….I don’t understand it myself, but well, she is a priestess, she can preach to me the words of the gods and goddesses to make me see the truth of what I feel becoming pharaoh and my desire to be with her. Do I need to tell her that. Oh, my! I think…., haaa, she’s here with father!, Henshupta thought very anxious to see Meraek and talk to her about her feelings, her stars and the gods wish for her as their intermediary, their pharaoh, their chosen to lead their precious land, Egypt.

Anhemnotep led Meraek to the guests chamber in their mansion in Thebes. Henshupta turned off her candle as soon as the two stepped inside the living room. Henshu, dear, Meraek, ahh, Nunnapura is here to greet you. I know it’s been a long time when you two saw each other. She is here since you advised the Elders to bring her to the courts, so that the gods messages be translated for you through her. Come and meet her. Henshu!?, Anhemnotep called out but the girl’s light was turned off so he assumed that she is already asleep. Anhemnotep walked downstairs and advised Meraek that she can speak to Henshupta tomorrow when she wakes up. Meraek wondered if Henshupta has dozed off. So when everyone is already asleep, she tiptoed up the stairs to Henshupta’s room and went inside. She saw Henshupta seated on the open stone window frame looking at the full moon that is lit up high above the clouds this time of night. It was so beautiful that Meraek saw Henshupta’s aura as if shining like Khons, the god moon that the soldiers back at the infantry grounds used to call her. Beautiful!!!, Meraek loudly said that made Henshupta embarrassed. Who is there? Who are you?, Henshupta cried pulling out her sword underneath her bed.

Calm down, Henshu, it’s me, Nunna, ah, Meraek, your lordship. You sought for me for help, I mean, advise. What can I do for you, my Queen?, Meraek said and moved closer to see Henshupta’s face, her reaction that always bewilders her whenever she is in front of someone she despises ever since they were little. Now, Meraek understands that it is not a feeling of hate for Henshupta’s air of confidence or her flair but the fear of being close to her, of desiring for her more than a friend or a girl to want another girl just like a boy wants a girl to be with her. Meraek moved closer until she is within Henshupta’s reach. But the young queen ordered for her to stop, yet Meraek didn’t halt instead she moved in more close that they are one feet apart. Meraek can hear Henshupta’s breathing and her heart thumping like a horse running from someone or away from her true desires, maybe, the queen is running away from her, or whatever. Meraek, stop, please!, stop. Don’t tempt me for I am god, I am the sun.. that…, Henshupta said but when Meraek is too close for her to touch, she breathed and lifted her right arm and touched Meraek’s cheek which felt so real and so soft to the touch. Henshupta managed to smile, but took her hand away from the priestess and avoided her warm eyes pinning her heart, inviting her to kiss Meraek, but controlled herself not to indulge to such carnal desires. She was trained for this and not even a priestess could break her spirits nor her stone-will.

Thank you for coming, Meraek. I need to sleep now. I am happy you are here and decided to join me in the courts for my reign as pharaoh. Tomorrow I will be presented to the people and I need to hold my ground as ultimate leader of Egypt. Meraek understood and kissed Henshupta on the cheek then, on the lips, for she knew that she is in love with the new Pharaoh, the Queen of Egypt. Henshupta smiled, but wondered how a kiss would feel like, and Mereak just showed her that it was the sweetest among the pomegranates that she tasted in season of harvest. Like she is being plucked from among the golden barleys by a priestess and now about to give in to her desires to be with her. Henshupta has no idea about homosexuality since during this era, it wasn’t recognized yet and people didn’t understand it just like it is a disease of some sort that is transferable just like a terminal illness. Yet Yuya is gay and Henshupta knows that since Anhemnotep introduced him to her when she was just eleven and she managed to know what he is when she was playing in the palace garden, seeing him with another man kissing at the back in one of the pantheons near it. And I realized that men or women can have sexual relations just like what I am feeling now for Meraek. After the remarkable kiss she left me smiling and jumping like a happy girlfriend which I think I gained, just now, if I’m not mistaken.

Hmm!!! Merek is not a bad name for a beautiful chantress. I never heard of Nunna sing, but does she have a good voice. I would ask her to sing then, no, maybe just chant magical enchanting words to help me not like her in the sense that I want to kiss her lips and lay with her…ahhhhh!