More Memories

2500 B.C.

“Hurry up, Alu. We are going to be late. He won’t be happy if we are late… again.” The tall man spoke over his shoulder, climbing hand-carved steps two at a time.

“Time is the only constant. We are never late nor are we early. We arrive when we are expected to.” Alu said, catching up with his brother on the top step.

“You sound like you have been studying the stars again, brother.”

“Perhaps,” he said with a light smile. “There is a sense of being in the stars. It is said Ra fancies the heaven and stars.”

Akar regarded his brother silently before a guard walked them into the chamber.

“Pharaoh,” they both said, moving to one knee before their ruler.

“Rise Alu and Akar,” Pharaoh dismissed the rest of his court.

“You summoned us, Pharaoh?” Akar began, still looking at the hand-carved titles before Pharaoh.

“Rise Akar, you are a friend here.” Pharaoh’s words were soft and warm.

“Pharaoh, what is your wish, we are here but to serve.” Alu began as he folded his arms beh