All Chapters of Queen of the Eternal Nile: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The battle was over. Or so that’s what everyone believed. The last cries of the bandits echoed through the ruined settlement before disappearing beneath the crackling flames consuming the wooden watchtowers. Smoke curled into the crimson evening sky while frightened horses galloped riderless through the camp and bodies lay scattered across the sand. The Black Sun King had won and Kharef never looked back because none of it mattered, not the battle, not the victory and not the blood staining his khopesh. Only the woman trembling in his arms. He carefully brushed the tangled strands of pale golden hair away from Maritza's bruised face. Her lips were split, one eye had already begun to swell shut and purple bruises covered her arms where rough hands had held her. Every injury felt like another blade carving into his own heart.

I stopped beside him, breathing heavily.For a long moment… I simply stared.The mighty Black Sun King lay motionless beneath the fractured ceiling, his broad shoulders covered in gray sandstone and tiny fragments of rock. The black armor that had once made him look invincible was cracked in several places, and one of his shoulder guards had been completely shattered by the collapsing mountain.His sword still rested firmly in his hand.Even unconscious… His fingers refused to let it go.And my chest tightened watching it."...You really are impossible." A tired smile touched my swollen lips. "Even now... you're still trying to protect everyone."Carefully, I knelt beside him and pain immediately shot through my bruised ribs."...Ah..." Damn it!I froze, waiting until the sharp ache finally eased enough for me to breathe again.Only then did the nurse inside me take over."All right...

The steady hoofbeats grew louder. Then… A familiar dark brown stallion emerged cautiously from behind a cluster of weathered rocks, its ears flicking in every direction as it searched the valley. The moment it spotted us, it let out a low, relieved whinny. Ramose smiled despite the pain. "There you are..." The loyal horse trotted straight toward him before lowering its head, gently nudging his shoulder as if scolding him for disappearing. A soft laugh escaped me. "I think he's worried about you." Ramose rubbed the stallion's neck with his uninjured hand. "I've ridden him for almost fifteen years." The horse snorted proudly. "I suppose that means we're both getting old." The stallion shook his head so hard that Ramose almost lost his balance and I couldn't help laughing. Even after everything we had been through… That simple moment somehow made the cave feel a little less frightening. Then… The brown stallion suddenly lifted its head with its ears standing straight and his e

The desert remained silent. Only the gentle rhythm of hooves echoed beneath the towering sandstone cliffs as we slowly left the collapsed mountain behind. No one spoke, not because we had nothing to say… But because all three of us were exhausted. Ramose rode upon his faithful brown stallion, though "rode" wasn't quite the right word. He leaned heavily against the horse's neck, one arm wrapped around the reins while the other remained pressed against his injured shoulder. Every few moments, pain crossed his face yet he never complained, not anymore. I rode behind Pharaoh Kharef upon the Black Sun and the magnificent stallion moved with astonishing care, each step slow and deliberate, as though he understood his master could not endure even the smallest jolt. One of my arms wrapped securely around Kharef's waist to keep him from falling while the other rested lightly against his wounded shoulder, making certain the bandages remained in place. His body still burned with fever. E

Golden sunlight spilled over the forgotten village, illuminating the abandoned mud-brick houses that had stood empty for generations. Sand drifted through broken doorways while dry palm leaves rustled gently in the warm breeze. Somewhere nearby, the little spring continued its endless song as crystal-clear water trickled over smooth stones before disappearing beneath patches of reeds and wild herbs.I didn't know what day it was anymore.The desert looked the same every morning and it had become our little sanctuary.Hidden beneath towering sandstone cliffs, far from the roads travelers used, no one would think to search for us here.At least… I hoped so.I stepped outside our small stone shelter carrying two clay jars, wincing as my bruised ribs protested with every movement."...Ow." I groan in pain.I stopped for a moment and took a slow, deep breath, forcing myself to wait until the sharp pain eased.Days… Maybe a week… I honestly didn't know anymore.I had lost track of time sinc