Death by love- Part 12

She was stunned at his request. No criminals or martyrs before him had asked such a sentence. She walked towards him. She looked at his grey eyes. How much she loved , staring deep into those eyes. They always had answers to every questions she had. But today, it was blank. There was no warmth or any kind of emotions in those eyes.

“ If that is what you want, I cannot disregard your last request.”, she said with a deep breath. He knew she didn’t want to do this. He was happy that her love for him was same. But he was good at not expressing his feelings. “ Get my sword.”, she ordered her guard. She took her sword with discontentment. She looked at him one last time. There was no fear in him. He knelt down and looked down. She bought the sword close to his neck and raised it. She put her sword on his neck , slashing his head away from his body. His head fell down like a ball.

Her hands shivered while there were claps by the people across the court. There was mixture of joy as well as grief. She threw her sword and ran until her legs pained. She was numb by the action. She looked at her hands. She felt his blood all over her hands. She tried to clean them by rubbing it against her white linen dress. She wanted to cry. But the tears didn’t drop.

It was evening. The cool dry winds blew across  the country. The pink sky was sign of the end of day. The birds flew towards their nests. Queen Aahhotep sat on the steps of the stairway towards the garden. She hadn’t cried for quite some days. She didn’t drink or eat. She had shut herself from the outside world. She rebuffed from her responsibility to address the court.

“ Your majesty, it is not right for you to sit inside and not take care of the issues of the country. Please come out, the country needs you.”, the advisor said. “ Oh the wise one, please advise me if I can give up the throne. I am no longer fit for this role.”, she asked. The advisor was shocked by the question. “ Your majesty, giving up the throne that is rightfully yours will only show that you are coward. The history will portray you as coward to the future.”, he said gently.  Aahhotep didn’t say a word. She only dismissed him without any promise to coming back to the throne.

The evening passed quickly. She had sent back the dinner. She also dismissed the guards from her room. She wanted to left alone. She strolled across the room to the balcony where she stared at the stars shining in the sky. She imagined Bakaa , her father and ancestors smiling at her from the above. She saw Bakaa’s face in the sky, inviting her to be with her.

( To be continued)

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