“You dare strike…” Before he can finish Apophis stabs a dagger into his gut. Eyes wide and shocked the Pharoah clutches at his face.
“Oh shut your old ass mouth. This Kingdom is mine to rule whether by marriage or force.” He exclaims coldly.
“Father!” Ife screams as the tears begin to fall and she sprints towards him. He lies bleeding out on the cold floor and just as she is about to kneel at his side Apophis grabs her by her hair.
“If I can’t have you no one else will either. I will find your lover next and send him to join you soon.” He says with a smirk. Ife stares at him with a fierce gaze and spits in his face.