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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.

Bebo_Elnadi · Histoire
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Chapter 108

Akila,

"Mistress, Akila, MOTHER."

The young god screamed when he saw the second queen open her eyes and look around herself in fear and confusion.

Akila flinched when she saw the god advance on her and jumped off of the bed, slamming into the wall and panting loudly.

"It is me, Akila. It is Anubis. Don't you recognize me?"

The god of the dead spoke softly as he stopped and lowered himself to the ground to look as small as possible.

Akila swallowed harshly as she looked at the people around her, trying to comprehend how she was sent back to reality.

She wasn't frightened by Anubis, and she knew who he was. She was startled to be here so suddenly and be sent alone as well.

Even though Bast wasn't here, which agitated her further, this might mean that the fight was still going on and she was the one stuck here.

"Praise the gods, praise the almighty ruler of them, Praise Ra, for bringing you back to us."