[livejournal.com profile] writers_muses 47.6 - Rome

Oct. 17th, 2008 04:06 pm
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Queen Sekhmet had never been comfortable with a fuss being made over herself - unless it suited the purpose of strenthening the throne, and the ambitions that she held for her Husband, Tjeti. She eyed the assembled people in the banqueting hall, indeed, the villagers had made every attempt to put out their best efforts, to make their royal visitor comfortable.

KhenumRa’s generosity was seemingly boundless. That they were at war had little effect on the level of hospitality that he had been able to bestow for her.

"Whatever is mine, here, is Yours, " he had offered, and she would take it gratefully. KhenumRa’s estate was attached to seemingly endless gardens, now lit with dim lanterns as the odd nobleman and noblewoman strolled them lazily. Soft breezes blew over the well manicured hedges and manicured patches of cornflowers and other fragrant foliage. The wind still carried the hot breath of the desert upon it into the torchlit corridors that were lined with motionless guards. Tonight there would be much talk about the impending war with Rome. Foreign delegations of Kemet’s allies, and only the most trusted of officials that had readily come to the aid of Per’aa were admitted to the banquet. The low mumur of their chatter hung in the fragrant air of the chamber.

Within the banqueting hall, the Queen had beside her the Medjai chieftain, turned General of her armies, Ardeth Bay. He had stood over her from the moment of her departure like a dark sphinx, always on watch, always certain to, like that instrument of the Netjeru, sweep down upon any that would harm or even so much as displease the Great Royal Wife. With the absence of her beloved and Divine Husband, Per’aa Tjeti, it was comforting to have him there. He had proven himself to be indespensible to her.

“We do not banish people lightly, KhunemRa” Sekhmet said reaching for a piece of some equisitely roasted fowl from a steaming plates of food that sat on the low table before them, “ I intend to drive Caesar out, if possible, along with Cleopatra. “ her tone was even, if not matter-of-fact.

“Reports have been seiezed, Majesty, that Rome is to send further reinforcements for Caesar so that he can hold our port. Very precarious. Many of the merchants from allied countries are diverting at least some of their shipments to Pelusium.” KhunemRa said.

“Pelusium as a port does not have the same harbor depths that Alexandria does,” Ardeth ventured. It was the first time he had spoken outside of the plesantries of greeting at the event, “while that may work to our advantage against Caesar, we are still going to have to receive supplies from the South.”

Meneferaten nodded in agreement with the tall Medjai, “I do not anticipate a general like Caesar will fail to give us his best. It will be some effort to drive him out of Kemet - or make certain that he does not once again return to Kemet to fight another day.”

Sekhmet put down a piece of pomegranate that she was about to bite into and shook her head, “I do not want him to survive this war. Per’aa’s patience is at an end and it is Caesar that has tried it. As enforcer of the King’s Will, I am will make certain that it is followed. I trust all of you to do your jobs in a manner that is befitting nobles and warriors of Kemet”, the music in the room had been kept to a soft level so that they could talk, but the queen’s voice went lower to avoid being overheard, “I have received a dispatch by falcon this afternoon from Itet, the King’s physician, that the Mighty Bull is bellowing to join us eventually. I am not certain how long it will be. “

Meneferaten sipped her wine looking as if she might feel better if the Per’aa was to join them sooner rather than later. Most likely the four of them would speak well into the night with coming war plans, even as the troops of Kemet encamped all around KhunemRa’s estate.

Muse: Sekhmet Meritamun
Fandom: Original Character
Word Count: 700


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