Gold of the Ancients by Graham Warren

Author:Graham Warren
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2016-06-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

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I Can’t Get Involved

Alex had initially protested at the thought of leaving David in the state he was in. Tara had assured him that David would be okay; an assurance which had been given with such caring confidence that Alex was now willingly following her. She had also stressed that David would soon be as ‘right as rain’ and would be re-joining him shortly. True or not, she spoke with confidence. Alex was just wondering how many times David had had to relive the horrors of his youth, when, as he followed Tara into the room she had guided him to, he heard a very familiar voice.

“I told them not to serve him that cheap wine.”

“But, my Pharaoh, it is not cheap wine,” Thoth said in his trill bird like voice as he flicked through his notes. “I have it quite clearly written here. The last time you bought that particular wine it cost you–”

“Shut up, Thoth.”

“But it does say quite clearly, and I would never make a mistake where money is concerned. In fact, if my memory serves me correctly, I have never made a mistake.”

“Well, you are making one now … Bird! I wonder if roast ibis is on the menu today? … Excellent timing, Tara. Could you find out for me if roast ibis is on the menu, because if not, it soon will be!”

“Shutting up, my Pharaoh, though feeling somewhat nervous right now.”

“Will it ever change between the two of you?” Alex asked as he raced over to give Ramses the biggest hug. This was not something he would normally have done, and had he thought about it he would not have done it now. However, it felt good, and Ramses, who had stood to welcome Alex, hugged him back. Upon separating, Alex greeted Thoth, the ancient god, the scribe which every pharaoh had. His head was that of an ibis with its distinctive long curved beak. When depicted in ancient temples and tombs Thoth was shown to have the body of a very thin, though reasonably tall, man, and this was also how Alex knew him, yet before him stood a 1.8-metre-tall ibis. Long thin legs with very knobbly knees sat below a small though plump body of feathers with stubby wings that were being used as arms. One holding a papyrus, a single sheet of papyrus, though Thoth was able to flick from papyrus to papyrus as if he was holding a book. The other wing held a quill, though it did not actually hold a quill, it guided a quill, because the tip of the wing and the quill failed to connect.

Ramses was Ramses. Once seen, never forgotten. He was dressed informally, though his status, brutality, and compassion, shone through. These were not contradictions, they combined to form the greatest pharaoh Egypt had ever known. Alex truly admired him. He thought as he sat that this precise moment was exactly how he would always want to picture Ramses: sitting – very slightly

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