Chapter 1. (Birth of a Future Queen)

It is a sultry and warm day in ancient Egypt and the entire people have gathered in front of the palace walls of Pharaoh Tuthmosis and his wife and Queen Nefetari. Because after a year there is another birth of a child in the royal family. A year ago the brother of Tuthmosis, Amenophis and the sister of Nefetari, Isis-Nefetari had a healthy son, Atem, who is supposed to secure the future of the royal family, he is a rightful heir to the throne. The whole people are eagerly waiting for the new offspring, as well as the entire royal family, even breath should be there, who is already impatiently fidgeting on his father's arms, as if he suspects that something special is coming up, and every now and then he claps his little hands and shines all over his tanned face. His parents can only smile, because breath is their whole pride, if only because he is beautiful for his very young age and is also very well developed, he has large but friendly eyes, his eye color is purple, has red-blondes Hair, his pony is blonde and the rest of his hair is red, breath has a very gentle nature and is also above average intelligent and can take small steps thanks to this intelligence.

After a few hours of impatient waiting, the time has finally come, the palace walls are filled with a painful outcry, doctors and midwives immediately run into the chambers of the young Queen Nefetari, because her contractions have now started. Her sister Isis-Nefetari and her husband Amenophis also join her with breath to stand by her, because if one thing is capitalized in the royal family, it is the indestructible cohesion of all. Breath is now even more impatient and wriggles more and more in his father's arms, because he wants to see Nefetari, his father then lets him down and with clumsy steps, Atem carefully runs to Nefetari and then puts his little hands on her hands and just beams them at.When she notices who is with her, she too smiles and succumbs to Breath's charm, everyone in the palace immediately took the little breath to their hearts, if only because it is always so happy.

So Nefetari then says to breath: "I hope I will give birth to a playmate for you, my little breath, you should no longer be alone."

Breath seems to understand Nefetari well, beaming and nodding and tightening his grip a little, Nefetari only caresses his small hands.

"Thank you for being there for me, my little one, you will definitely become a very good-natured and clever pharaoh one day."

Then Nefetari cries out once more, Breath is briefly startled and backs away, but his parents are immediately at his side to explain that Nefetari will not do anything bad and when he understands the reassuring words of his parents, he approaches again Nefetari approaches and again puts his little hands on Nefetari's hands and still looks at them a little worried.

"Don't worry about me, Breath. The goddess Hathor will stand by and protect me, besides you are with me, the most important people in my life and I have high hopes that everything will go well."

Another scream can be heard and then the time has finally come, now the pressure pains at Nefetari and the birth of a new member of the royal family begins, it takes about an hour and Nefetari gives birth to a healthy girl with all her might, she screams and fetches For the first time ever, really breathe and everyone is relieved that everything went well. Only Nefetari has lost a lot of strength, because she is only 17 years old, the doctors take care of her immediately and do their best and it works. Meanwhile, the midwives take care of the young baby, clean it, wrap it in royal linen and then bring the baby to their parents, who are happy about everything and Tuthmosis gives his queen a tender kiss, caresses her heated and sweaty face and smiles lovingly at her.Amenophis and Isis-Nefetari are also happy about the offspring of their family members, Tuthmosis gives his brother a warm hug and congratulates him, just as Isis-Nefetari congratulates her sister and gives her a gentle kiss on the forehead.

Isis-Nefetari: "Your daughter is beautiful and what do you want to call her?"

Nefetari: "I'll call her ... Nefeteri, I think this name suits her perfectly, it underlines her delicacy, her beauty and sounds something like your beloved sister."

Isis-Nefetari: "Thank you, that is a wonderful honor. I am proud of you, my little sister, you gave birth to your first child at the tender age of 17 and survived it relatively well."

Nefetari: "I know, but it still cost me a lot of strength!"

Isis-Nefetari: "Still, ... ouch ..."
Nefetari: "What is it?"
Isis-Nefetari: "Someone is curious."

Behind his mother's legs, Breath peeks curiously up to Nefetari, because he finally wants to marvel at the new member of the family, Isis-Nefetari moves to the side and breath comes out and goes to Nefetari to see Nefeteri. Tuthmosis takes the little breath in his arms, then places it on Nefetari's bed and immediately he crawls curiously to the little Nefeteri, who has snuggled up close to her mother. When Breath sees the little one, he is totally enthusiastic about her, beaming all over his face and touching her with his little hands. Nefeteri notices it, of course, is shocked and cries, but then calms down again quickly, she smells the still strange smell of breath, but when she notices that he is touching her, she smiles slightly. Then Tuthmosis says to Nefetari: "I think they like each other already!"

Nefetari: "I think so too, look ..."
Tuthmosis: "What is it?"
Nefetari: "Nefeteri seems to be groping for breath, how cute ..."

In fact, Nefeteri tries to feel for breath and when he feels it, he moves a little closer to her, so that she has a chance to feel Breath's face and she smiles even more.Breath also shines more and more and briefly strokes Nefeteri's face. Amenophis and Isis-Nefetari get the thing with Atem and Nefeteri now and just smile, go to Nefetari's bed and kneel down and already talk about the future of Atem and Nefeteri, because they get along so well and anyway belongs to the duty of the pharaohs to secure the future for the reign.

Amenophis: "I think the two should be married later when they are old enough for it, because they seem to get along well."
Tuthmosis: "I agree with you, my brother."

Nefetari: "Besides, the two of them are a great match, they would be a wonderful royal couple!"

Isis-Nefetari: "That's right and I think my son will treat Nefeteri very well, he will definitely become a great, proud, just and very good-natured Pharaoh!"

Amenhotep: "He sure will!"
Tuthmosis: "Then we all agree, it would be best if we put all of this down in writing, you never know what can happen over the years, even if we can enjoy peaceful times at the moment."

Nefetari: "That's true, but somehow I have the feeling that something terrible will happen again soon!"
Isis-Nefetari: "Not only you, beloved sister!"

Amenhotep: Let's hope it won't happen too quickly!
Tuthmosis: "If it arrives earlier than planned, we definitely have to get our children to safety, after all, they are our future!"

Nefetari: "You are right, Tuthmosis, but how are we supposed to do it?"

Isis-Nefetari: "If the two get along better and better over time, we should best bring them to safety separately, if the two were together, it would be much too unsafe, then the risk of losing both of us and us would be too great would no longer have legitimate heirs to the throne. "

Amemophis: "There's something to it!"

Tuthmosis: "But let's hope it doesn't come anytime soon, the most important thing is that our two children grow up happily and will grow up until they have reached the perfect age to get married, take the throne and start a family of their own can."Everyone just smiles and Tuthmosis orders a scribe to come about so that the contract, that Atem and Nefeteri are the rightful heirs to the throne in the future and will later marry, can come about and that the future of the royal family is secured. A few hours later, Tuthmosis takes his daughter in his arms and goes with her on the large veranda of the palace, because after all he would like to proudly present his daughter to his impatient people. As Tuthmosis enters the porch, he steps up to the parapet, carefully lifts his daughter up and the entire people bow to the new member of the royal family and everyone cheers their Pharaoh and his daughter Nefeteri until the ceremony is over People leave the palace walls and a splendid festival in honor of Nefeteri's birth is celebrated in the temple, Nefetari has now recovered from the hardships of the birth and contributes to the splendid festival.