Thread: The Pharaoh's Princess  (Irvine and Rapedoll)

Though it had been years since Amenophis had last navigated through the inner workings of the great stone palace, he could recall every room. With the scarce positioning and patrolling of the Palace Guard, the dark princes only problem in his navigation was his own curiosity. He visited most of the rooms in the palace, dodging guards as he did so. Most of the Palace looked the same. The late queen had done most of the decorating when her husband was named Pharaoh and it seemed that Neferis had left everything as she had put it in some sorry attempt to honor her memory. Amenophis couldnt help but chuckle at how the Pharaoh would respond if he knew that he and his mother were using Farahs tomb as a point of power for their renegades. It wasnt until he had reached the final unexplored stretch of the Palace that Amenophis registered a problem. While most of the Palace seemed to be fairly undermanned, the Royal Hall was not so abandoned. The entrance to the Royal Hall was quite secure with its large wooden doors shut tight and two royal guards at post. Taias bedroom lied beyond those doors. If Amenophis wanted his princess then he would need to find some way to get through, preferably without confrontation. Without a royal seal, this would not be an easy task. The dark prince adjusted his robes, making sure that they were secured tightly shut, before he stepped out from around his corner and into the sight of the two guards. They did not move or shout when the spotted him. This was good. It meant that they were not suspicious of him not yet at least. Even when he approached them with clear intent of entering the Royal Hall, the stationed guardsmen remained quiet and vigilant. Perhaps they were expecting someone. I must demand passage into the Royal Hall, Amenophis spoke in a calm and commanding tone as he approached the entranceway. Such bold proclamation spurred the guards into crossing their pikes across the doorway to bar his progression but the dark prince was all too familiar with Palace protocol. He knew there was one thing that would get him through without any further questions. I demand that you allow me through, he commanded again. I have a message for Great Pharaoh Neferis regarding the Dark Priestess Osira. A look of mild shock overtook the guards and they uncrossed their pikes. The two silently stepped aside and pushed the doors open for their robed messenger but Amenophis was not about to get lucky enough to have his goals go unhindered. As he stepped through the doorway, one of the guards followed, leaving the other to stand watch while his friend accompanied the messenger. Needless to say, the dark prince wasn't prepared for this turn of events. Fortunately for Amenophis, it seemed that even the Royal Halls guard had been limited after all. In the days when he had been here previously, there were two guards stationed at every door around the clock. Now, however, it was only the two at the main entrance. Perhaps it was because of Queen Farah that the Palace used to be a hypothetical barracks. It would make sense. She was always a little off paranoid. Now that she was gone, so too were the extra guard. Still, even though the hall was empty now, Amenophis had been forced into a position where he would have to do something about his escort. The man would just die in the morning if he did not die tonight anyway, but the dark prince had hoped that he would not have to kill. Killing produced bodies and bodies would raise awareness. With his original plan, Taias absence would not have been noticed until the morning at the time of the attack. If a guards body was found in the hall, that timeframe may very well be reduced to a matter of minutes. He would need to be silent and efficient with his slaughter. Not a sound could be made if he wished to remain secret in his efforts and a flat out struggle with the armored and armed guardsman would make far too much noise. Amenophis had but one option. Beneath his hood, the Sorcerer of Sets eyes began to glow a gentle gold as he called upon the powers of the unforgiving desert god. Not but moments later, the guardsman following him slowed as though something were trying to hold him back and his breathing became labored. Amenophis did not so much as paused as the guard continued to slow, falling behind in the dark tunnel as some unseen power kept him silent and sucked the energy from his body until it was over. The dark prince was alone now in the Royal Hall as he left the dead guardsmen lying where he fell. Taia was all that mattered now and her bedroom was just ahead. He was quiet as he made his way forward, knowing that his prize lay on the other side of this door. She was probably sleeping soundly, defenseless now that Amenophis had killed her only line of protection. That thought alone filled the dark prince with an unexplainable rage. How dare these worthless royal swine leave his beautiful slave so scarcely protected? It was an insult! They wanted her to be with someone else! They did not think that he was noble enough to own her after all that he had done for her! That rage subsided as he began to gently push her door open. It didnt matter what they wanted. All that mattered now was that Taia was alone and unguarded as her master penetrated the Palace walls and hunted her down. The next few moments were going to be Taias last moments of freedom. The moment that Amenophis laid a hand on her, she would return to her childhood enslavement permanently.