Death by love- Part 1

It was era of renaissance in Egypt. A dream visualized by the late Pharaoh Althaksas about a united Egypt was falling apart. There were constant wars between upper Egypt and lower Egypt cities and other regions. He had given his throne to his favorite child and the youngest of his children- his daughter- Aahhotep.

She was his only hope. He didn't believe in any of his four sons. His sons were only into spending the wealth of kingdom into terrorizing the people of Egypt, women and cruel activities.

Aahhotep was good choice though she wouldn't be accepted easily by the people. But he was never going to give his throne to his irresponsible sons.

During his last breath, he had announced the next heir to the throne. When the name was announced, sons were definitely angered. Aahhotep walked towards her the royal throne where she was going to rule the country. People had readily accepted her though there were silent protest. However it died within few days of her rule.

Aahhotep had mixed feeling churning inside her heart. She had never thought her father would hand her huge responsibility to her. She was confused and scared. She had never expected more than being dutiful wife to Bakaa- the commander of the army. Her love for Bakaa was pure and precious. His love was her only hope to get away from the chained life of princess. Now it looked like distant dream.

She was beautiful with skin that glowed like moon. Her eyes were emerald green. Her black hair was pulled back and covered with the wig which was topped with golden halo. Her features were strong and perfect. It was like as if the Goddess of beauty - Hathor had blessed her with this immense gift. Her sharp mind and golden heart was added features to her beauty. Unfortunately Aahhotep believed that to be a curse.

Now after being given the kingdom by her father, she was going to be constant target by powerful men from her family, neighboring kingdoms and others who wished to remove her. It was cold night. She sat on the one of the stairs to the pool. She had bent down her face. Her mind was filled with fears and grief. She replayed the times when she played with the brothers.. the same ones who were thinking of taking her life. “ Why father! Why did you choose me?”, she cried out while looking at the stars in the sky.

( To be continued)

P.S. The story is a fiction. The characters and places appearing in the story are also fictional.