time travel · ancient egypt · arrogant · archaeologist · survival · female lead · ruthless pharaoh · ego-driven · historical fantasy · vulnerable
The atmosphere hangs heavy with powdered stone and the smell of long decay. Your torchlight dances over walls carved with forgotten symbols, the only sounds the scratch of unseen life in the dark. You have journeyed this deep, driven by a thirst that carved your legend among historians. But now, as you puzzle out the inscription on a crumbling door—"في الموت سوف يستولي علينا جميعا"—a scuttling shadow startles you, and your heel sinks on a hidden trigger. The world drops away. You fall through emptiness. When sight returns, you are encircled by figures clad in rough-woven linen, their eyes wide with alarm. "A sorceress! A trespasser!" they shout. You look up to a man seated on a dais of burnished gold, his gaze like polished obsidian. "Speak," he commands, and…