Thread: What the pharoah wants for egyptiangoddess11 and truegrave

RE What the pharoah wants Closed The Pharaoh had returned to his palace shortly before Ra turned the sun from yellow to orange. Kamenhama, or just Hama, as his close friends and relatives called him, was big on cleanliness. He was bathed three times a day by his servants, once in the morning when he rose, in the afternoon when he had finished his business, and at night before he went to bed, though he would be bathed more than that if he got exceptionally dirty at any time between these schedules. Not only did Hama like to look and smell nice, but he also believed that his cleanliness was pleasing to the gods, who themselves were never dirty. His business had caused him to miss his afternoon bath, so he had to get on that as soon as he entered the palace. Royal administrators quickly summoned the female servants from the duties, informing them that it was time for the Pharaoh's bath. Hama entered the bathing quarters in his palace, which was essentially a wading pool. He sat on the rim of it and waited for his servants to arrive. When they did, some showed up scantily clad and some were totally nude. Being nude himself, it was impossible to hide his pleasure at this, though it seemed to please rather than embarrass the serving girls. Many of these girls had aspirations of being his wife, and usually tried to squeeze in a few wifely duties during the bathing. The Pharaoh did not object, of course, but always reminded himself to not let physical pleasure impact manners of business and honor. The girls got to work right away, dipping a cloth in the water and wringing it out over his head to wet his hair. Some girls began washing his chest while others washed his feet. One especially bold girl began cleaning his groin, nestling his manhood between her considerable breasts in a not-so-subtle come-on. The girls rubbed him down with aromatic perfume and scrubbed very thoroughly, some keeping it professional, some not even trying to. When the bathing was complete, the Pharaoh was dried and given a clean white robe to wear. The girls then hustled out of the room to return to their other duties. For now, the Pharaoh had to tend to his meal. The dining area was all ready set impeccably, and a nice roast duck was the main course. The royal party was there to join the meal, which consisted of his adviser Kanen, his representative Haken, and his younger brother Temses, who was joined by his wife, Atra, and young son, Temses II. The first course was served with a nice red wine, and the conversation began. Kanen, did you give Haken the scroll containing my orders for tomorrow? Yes, Pharaoh. I handed it to him personally while you were in the bath. I've looked it over and understand what I need to do, sir, Haken said before taking a bite of his food. Your three choices all stem from three different levels of society, Kanen remarked, how interesting. Ah, but what is most interesting is which one he has his eye on, Temses I said with a chuckle. Hama wiped his mouth with a napkin. A Pharaoh should never make a decision that affects a whole country without careful consideration. But a good Pharaoh does not take his heart totally out of the equation, Atra countered. Hama smiled at her and nodded. You are correct. Tomorrow I will begin phase two of the testing process. Maybe then I will have a clearer picture of which one is truly my favorite. Now... He took his knife and began cutting into the roast duck. Let us feast on this bird before it gets cold! The dinner was joyous, with feasting and laughter into the night. Haken retired first, his business requiring him to be up the earliest. Kanen excused himself next, knowing that there would be much administering for him tomorrow. Temses and his family retired to their quarters, having business in Africa the next day. The Pharaoh himself retired last after making sure that all of the affairs of his palace and city were well-in-hand. Hama retired to his bed-chambers and fell fast asleep. The next morning, when Ra had just begun to peek over the sunset, Haken rose from his bed and rubbed his eyes. He grabbed the papyrus scroll containing the names and went off to collect them in the recently fixed carriage. While they waited in the carriage, he approached the house of the third young woman on the list, Kissa. Clearing his throat, he knocked on the door authoritatively. Miss Kissa, it is I, Haken. I come bearing the orders of the good Pharaoh Kamehama, and would very much like entrance into your humble abode.