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The young Pharaoh slowly opened his eyelids. The sun's rays tickled his face and he knew that Re wanted him to come back to him. He tried to sit up, but sank back into bed when he saw his dead friend and doctor still lying in his room.Although he had been covered with a linen sheet, he could still feel his fear. The feeling tightened his throat and made him cough again.
“My Pharaoh. Are you okay? "asked a concerned voice next to the bed he had been placed in.
"How are you? Please answer me, "said the soft and soothing voice.
He turned and saw Isis' worried face.
“It's okay, Isis. You're welcome…"
He pointed to the dead man.
"Your wish is my command and I have already assigned Karim and Mahado to do it."
Then the door opened and the two men entered the room. Karim was tall, slim and always wore his pitch black wig, which was adorned with a gold ring so that it would find a little support on the head. His ebony black hair fell almost to his shoulders and was neatly cut. He had piercing eyes and a strong ka. He wore a red loincloth with gold decorations and his upper body was adorned with a nine-chain row of amethysts.In addition, one of the bearers of the Millennium Scales.
Mahado was tall too and seemed very grown up - at least that's how he looked to others. He was admired by many and the whole court paid him respect, for his job was to guard the royal tombs. That was really not an easy task, especially as the rumor got around that the "King of the Tomb Raiders" was to be up to mischief in the Nile Valley.
But the brave priest did not care. After all, he owned the Millennium Ring and knew how to defend himself if a fight came up. He had blue eyes and his headgear was a sweeping forged golden Re symbol and two distorted, serrated wings of Horus. An equally gold necklace consisting of more than 10 rows of pure gold fell on his upper body and adorned the white, simple linen robe. The Millennium Ring sat in the middle in front of his chest and gave him a certain authority.
"Disgusting that corpse ..." said Karim in a certain derogatory jargon.“He could never help the Pharaoh anyway. "said Mahado calmly.
,, Karim! Mahado! Rein your tongues! "Isis admonished them both sternly.
“He will be buried like a high Egyptian. Take him away. The pharaoh needs rest. ", she said now more in a soft, controlled voice.
The two nodded and understood that it was not time to give the Pharaoh his old golden ka again.
Without further words, the strong men carried the dead man out to have him put in caustic soda. The dead doctor would stay in caustic soda for 70 days and 70 nights so that the water had escaped his body and the brain and intestines could be removed and then filled with myrrh powder and other fragrances. Then he would be tied up with linen bandages made of a paste-like rubber compound, in order to subsequently place him in the wooden coffin and then in the stone sarcophagus. This type of mummification was only given to high people so that they could live in splendor on the other side of the Nile.For the first time since that terrible incident, Pharaoh raised his head and looked at Isis.
“Are you back to your senses, my Pharaoh? "she asked carefully.
"Yes ..." he mumbled softly and lowered his mighty head again.
After that there was an oppressive silence for a moment, until the young Pharaoh spoke again softly to break the silence.
“Could you look for something on my back? "he asked still with a face marked by fear.
“As you will, my ruler. ", Isis said reverently. She would never dare to contradict the Pharaoh. She was a beautiful Egyptian through and through. She had a soft tanned skin, Re gave all his countrymen a pretty face and soft skin, and deep blue sapphires as Eyes. She always wore her millennium necklace around her slender neck. Some even said she could see the future with them.
She also has jet black hair that was straight, waist length, and very neatly cut straight.She had a high forehead, but wore a golden headgear that hung down in a thick wave arch to the left and right of her face and therefore covered this negative aspect of her beauty. In addition to all of this, a long, white linen robe flattered her body.
Isis slowly pushed up the young ruler's white linen cloth to see his back and to obey the request.
,,And? Do you see something? "asked the gentleman of Upper and Lower Egypt curiously.
"No, I'm sorry ... all you can see here is your flawless back ..."
"You old flatterer ..." he said, slightly embarrassed, but his ka couldn't relax.
<What on earth did Sharif die of? He asked me what month it was today? What did he see? > The Pharaoh felt the snake's strangling grip on his ka loosen, but not disappear. He was about to get up with a sad face when he started coughing.
“By the eye of Horus! "Isis swore."Not another fit, sir."
She had jumped up and was supporting the young king.
"E-It's okay ..." said the Pharaoh weakly.
“Nothing works here, sir! "said a decisive, strong voice- Simon Muran.
A small, gaunt man who has known Pharaoh from birth and who has also served his father. He has developed an intimate relationship with the heir to the throne and almost replaces him in the role of father, if this was possible ...
There is no substitute for any human being, as the young ruler had recognized and has always protected every life like his. But he respected Simon Muran like a father, but he could never love him as he had loved his father.
“You must be examined by your doctor immediately. "ordered the short old man.
The Pharaoh bowed his head and Isis fell silent.
"He's dead," said a voice that penetrated the room from the threshold.
“High Priest Akunadin! "said Isis, startled.,,He is dead? "asked Simon Muran in disbelief.
“Don't you trust me, old man? I can read minds thanks to my Millennium Eye and I have read in the Pharaoh's mind that he has left us. A terrible death. "he said and an imperceptible laugh played on his lips.
“How could you? You know that you are forbidden to read the Pharaoh's mind! This will have consequences! ", Isis threatened and Simon Muran just nodded in agreement.
"Oh.", Akunadin said contemptuously. "You are threatening me, pretty woman? Should I be scared now?"
“Don't challenge me! "Isis said angrily.
,,Quiet! "commanded the king in a strong voice.
“Take your quarrels elsewhere. "he said seriously and coughed bitterly again, so that he had to gasp for air.
“Forgive me, My Pharaoh. He irritated me. "she said meekly.
“It's okay, Isis. I was there. And you, Akunadin. ", he said in a strong voice and stood up straight, although you could see that it was difficult for him.That was the only way he appeared authoritarian.
“I forbid you to read my mind. Should you dare to do it again, I'll have you punished and go now. "
Akunadin bowed briefly and just for the sake of form, and then walked away. He was already marked by age and had a long white beard, but was still not sickly. He was still very robust for his age, but unfortunately also very lousy and he didn't have a good word for anyone. His head was mostly covered with a hood and a cloak hid his body.
"He's still got a bad ka," said Simon Muran.
“You can tell that you were the former holder of the Millennium Sankh, Simon Muran. "said Isis with a smile.
“It's better off with Shada. I'm getting old "said the old man ruefully.
“But you are right, High Priestess Isis, his ka is evil. According to eyewitnesses, he is already making sinister plans in his room ... If only he could! "the experienced man wished.“But it was specially chosen by the House of Life and confirmed by its subject. "Isis countered him.
"That may all be true, but ..." He paused when he saw how the Pharaoh sat down on his night bed and sank weakly backwards. He began to cough incessantly.
,, MY PHARAOH! "both said at the same time.

The young Pharaoh only kept his apron on and was laid on his bed. Isis carefully patted his sweat-covered forehead. He had fallen into a state similar to a febrile trauma.
Where was this healer?

“By the eye of Horus! "Simon Muran swore.
“Why are we so illiterate? Right now Shada and Seth have to be on "Ka-Fang" again. ", Complained the old man.
"They are only doing their duty."
"Yes, yes, but ..." he wanted to counter her when someone knocked and someone entered.
A young woman, about 20 years old, carefully entered the large room.
“Are you Lycida?"Isis asked politely.
The young woman looked around briefly and then nodded.
,,Yes mistress. My name is lycida. I was ordered to come here this morning. They wish?"
“Don't joke. Look at him. "said Simon Muran suspiciously.
Then Lycida saw Pharaoh. Her lapis lazuli eyes widened in shock and she gave a startled cry.
“Oh Selket! Please help me."
"What's so bad, healer?"
"The ... Pharaoh is dying."
,,I BEG YOUR PARDON?! "both yelled at the same time and the whole court seemed to have heard.
Because suddenly another person entered the room: Mana, Mahaado's apprentice. She had blonde to dark blonde hair and deep apophyllite-colored eyes. She also had tanned skin and a pretty headgear that looked like a map from the secret temple. In addition, a typical, short, white linen robe.
,,What's going on here? Murder and manslaughter? "
,, Mana! The Pharaoh is dying! "
Now she too turned pale and hardly dared to take a breath.,, T-That can't be true! "she protested.
“This healer claims it. "Isis said, pointing to Lycida.
"Forgive me for my openness, but I come from the south of Egypt where people like to speak without weighing down the Ka and that's why I say now: Please bring me all the medicines I need so that the Pharaoh can continue to rule."
<At least one honest person in this network of intrigues at court. >, thought Mana and bowed briefly.
“Please give me your necessary remedies and I will get