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Throne of blood & thorns

“The one you don’t have feelings for will be the one you fall for. But the one you think you adored once will be the one you will hate with your soul. Beware of the sweet honey that will blind your judgment, but follow the scent of flowers. They will be the answer to your hunch. And remember, you are nothing but a pawn to these up high, so keep your eyes open and your mouth shut.” When Akila, a normal young girl, is kidnapped to have an offspring in order to provide an heir for her king, she is thrust into the middle of a power struggle between the gods and the mortal realm. After being captivated by her emerald green eyes, Ramses IV decided to make her his queen. Who could have predicted that a chance encounter would eventually result in the end of his reign? In the midst of the anarchy, the sorcery, and the magical beings, how far would Akila go to save her child? Would Ramses choose to make his new family his priority? His Sister? Or his kingdom? Disclaimer... This book might be built on some real facts and accurate events but the story and its characters are all made up and doesn't represent how the Egyptian history was or its reality. This entirely is a work of fiction and shouldn't be taken as reference to anything related to this civilization and its history.

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Chapter 115

Akila,

"Gods, what is taking her so long? She has been pushing for a while now and still nothing. She is even paler and her eyes are hazy."

Heba said hysterically and Akila stopped her pushing, closing her eyes, and panted.

She has been pushing for a while, trying to help her son to come out of her. But it was as if the boy was stubborn to do just that.

Akila opened her eyes again and clutched the curtains behind her tightly, then looked down at her stomach.

"You need to come out. You must help me, son. This isn't helping any of us. In the end, it will hurt you and me, and we might lose our life."

She talked desperately to her stubborn son, who just kept silent inside of her.

But then a small but powerful cry pierced the air, and Akila flinched when she heard it.

"The first queen has delivered a healthy boy. Praise the gods. Praise the gods."