Wouldn’t this be punishable by death? You know, touching the pharaoh’s crown? I mean I’m not royalty or important. I’m not even Egyptian.” You stammered.
“There isn’t anyone else here to tell me what to do Y/N, so I think you’re safe.” He laughed.
“Oh, right. Right.” You blushed.
Ahkmenrah took off his robe and draped it around your shoulders. He stepped back and nodded.
“You look like royalty to me.” He stated.
“Ha, yeah right.” You snorted holding his crown out to him. “Like I could be in a royal family. I’m not very regal.”
Ahkmenrah stepped closer and cupped your face in his hands. Your body froze. You stared at him wide-eyed. Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow… was all that went through your brain.
“You would make a perfect queen. You are patient, kind, intelligent, determined. All the qualities a queen should possess.” He leaned in to whisper in your ear. “I would ask you to be my queen, if I still ruled, that is.”
You jerked your head back and started at him dumbfounded. He took the crown out of your hands and placed it back on his head as well as his robe. You fumbled for words but nothing came out of your mouth. Ahkmenrah took your hand.
“Come, Y/N. Let me show you what it feels like to be treated like a