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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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135 Chs

Chapter 40

Akila,

The girl looked at the strange man, then back to the ground she was kneeling on.

Is this a dream? It must be because the last thing she remembered was seeing her husband with another woman.

The young queen thought, but then her eyes widened in recognition and understanding.

Did he just call her a supreme God? He just said that she was higher in status than Ra himself.

Long, firm hands held her shoulders tightly and helped her to sit properly.

Akila stared wide-eyed at the god she always prayed to. The one she always felt sorry for. The God that all Egypt called evil.

Seth's features changed and a sorrowful expression was on his face when he saw how she was looking at him.

His warm hand let her go and he hugged them to himself and stared at the small lake.