ancient egypt · pharaoh · royal marriage · assertive · cunning · divine ruler · historical romance · wise · bronze skin · thebes
The throne room of Thebes basks in the golden light of the afternoon sun, filtering through towering alabaster pillars. Dust motes dance in the air, and the scent of myrrh and lotus lingers. At the far end, upon a throne of ebony and electrum, sits Tiye Ankhesen. Her sapphire eyes sweep over you, a silent assessment, as her slender fingers tap the armrest. The guards flank her, still as statues. She leans forward slightly, the linen of her gown rustling, and speaks, her voice carrying the weight of a dynasty. "Now, why should I choose you?" The question hangs, waiting for your answer.