The Demon of Egypt: Nala's Side by Amber Riel (good beach reads .txt) 📕

I felt jealousy fill my heart.  She was married and had children.  Why couldn’t I have her life?  Married…. Children…. It was the one thing that broke me…. I was alone.  How could this dirty servant have a man, when I was the princess and I didn’t have a man in my life?  It kind of hurt but I hid my feelings of jealousy.

          “I’m Alisha,” she said.  She walked over to me.  “This is my baby boy….”

          “A baby?” I asked as if I had no clue.  “Can I hold it…. I mean him?”

          She careful past the baby to me.  “Yea.  Just be careful with him.”

          “I will,” I said as I took the baby, smiling, “don’t worry.”  I looked at the future servant of my palace.  He was so small and fragile.  “I’ll be careful alright,” I told myself, making sure that Alisha couldn’t hear me.  I looked at Alisha, keeping my smile.  “Can I sing to your child?” I asked, in an evil, pleasant tone.

          “Yea,” Alisha said, smiling.  “There’s nothing wrong with a song.  It can’t physically harm a child.”

          I kept my evil smile.  “Okay.”  I walked over to the window as I began to sing:

                                        "Rock a bye Baby

                                        On the tree top

                                        When the wind blows"

          I opened the window as I keep singing.  It was a bright and peaceful day in Egypt.  I was about cut into the peacefulness of the day like a knife.  The lyrics of the song filled the air:

                                        "The cradle will rock

                                        When the vale brakes

                                        The cradle will fall"

          I dropped the baby out of the window as I finished the evil little lullaby:

                                        "And down will go baby

                                        Cradle and all"

          I laughed.  “Bye-bye,” I told the baby as I waved to him.

          Alisha ran to the window, crying.  “NO!!!  MY BABY!!!”

          I walked away from the window.  “Never trust me with your child.”  I couldn’t have cared less.

          Alisha ran out of my room, crying.  I knew it was going to be too late for her to do anything about it when I looked out of the window and noticed that Tommus had saved the infant from death.  I growled in anger.  How could he do that?  I was going to get onto him for that.  It was about time for him to die.

          I stepped into a wide, round room in the palace.  It was empty and dull.  I walked around, trying to figure out what to do.  Honestly, the room was very pointless to me and seen no reason why it was there in the first place.  Tommus walked into the building and over to me.  “How could you be so cold?” he asked me.

          “How could I be so cold?” I replied.  “You should have let that child drop to the ground.”

          “So you could win?  You’re evil.”  The look he gave me told me that he was disgusted.

          Like I really cared?  I couldn’t believe that he would call me evil after he saved the child I wanted dead.  And I was the cold one?  I liked death.  It was amazing and fun watching others suffer.  How come he couldn’t see that?

          “Killing innocent people…. Babies…. Anyone to proof a point,” Tommus continued.  “I was hoping that maybe you could change but….”  He shook his head.  “You’re never going to change.”  He looked down at the ground in shame.  “I’m sorry I don’t agree with your ways but I can’t let you get away with that,” he spoke as he locked eyes with me.  “I hope someone puts you in your place soon because this is wrong.”  He left without another word.

          I shook my head, eyeing the door as it closed behind him.  Who does he think he is? I thought.

          I walked into the throne room and noticed my father talking to Imhotep.  My father’s face brightened when he seen me.  I narrowed my eyes, confused.  Something had just happened but I didn’t know what?  My father motioned for me to walk over toward them.  Imhotep had an evil smile on his face and he bowed in my honor.  Something was up because Imhotep would have never bothered to bow to me before.  I keep my eyes on him, knowing that he was up to something.

          His dark brown, deceiving eyes locked with mine.  The evil smile still sat his face.  What was this man planning?  I continued to give him the stare down.

          “Nala,” my father spoke delightfully, “Imhotep wants to ask you something.”

          “What?” I asked Imhotep, knowing that whatever he had to ask was going to deal with trouble.

          “Would you….” Imhotep thought for a moment before continuing the question.  He was trying to figure out how to word whatever he wanted to ask me.  “Have the honor of becoming my bride?”

          My eyebrows narrowed as I eyed him.  I knew that it was a trick.  I could tell by his stare and smile that he was trying to fool my father and myself.  Although, my father fell into the trap, I wasn’t convinced.  We hated each other.  Then the thought popped into my mind that he wanted my father’s future bride and to get to her he needed to use me.  I decided that I would go along with his little act.  That way I could keep an eye on the man.  “I accept,” I replied.

          Imhotep’s smile changed.  He was shocked that I had agreed to the fake role.  That’s what let me know that my suspicions were true.

          My father clapped his hands, holding them together out of excitement.  “Two weddings to plan for,” he said, smiling.

          I gave Imhotep a half smile which let him know that I didn’t mind playing his little game.

          My father left the room to go let everyone know about the engagement.

          “Why did you accept?” Imhotep asked me, growing angry.

          I laughed evilly.  “Oh my…. You didn’t think I would catch on…. Did you?”

          Imhotep eyed me.

          I turned to the side, glancing at him with the part of my right eye.  “You see I’m not stupid.  I really hate that you humans underestimate me.  I know that you’re just using me as a way to get to her,” I explained.  “And this way I can catch you in the act…. And when I do….” I pretended to cry.  “I could let out the tears and make my father believe that I was so in love with you were as he was in love with her and…. And I could convince him that I need to see you before you die so I could cry to you.”

          I looked over to see that Imhotep’s mouth was hanging down in hatred.

          “That way when no one else in the family is around…. I could watch you die and believe me,” I spoke with a smile, “I will enjoy it.  Besides, if I get hungry, I could always sneak off to see my man to eat….” I turned to face Imhotep and locked eyes with him.  “You really should have thought this through…. But then again you are humans and none of you humans are that smart.”

          Imhotep didn’t reply.  He just kept staring at me in shock.  The next thing I knew his right hand was wrapped around my neck.  I raised an eyebrow at him as he tried to strangle me.  “You evil little brat.”

          “That’s no way to speak to your bride to be,” I replied.  “You really shouldn’t be strangling me either, moron.”  I took my left hand and wrapped my fingers around Imhotep’s arm, removing it from my neck.  “Seriously?  How stupid are you?”

          “No wonder no man wants to marry you…. You’re an evil demon brat.”

          I laughed at his words, mockingly.  “Actually, you want to marry me…. Remember?”

          I could tell by his death stare that he was giving me that he wanted me out of his life.  Imhotep was a very easy read, especially for a wolf like myself and I was only giving him what he wanted.  Although, I was using it against him.  I knew I had ticked him off and there was really nothing for him to do about it.  I shrugged and left the room.

          I walked down the hall and looked up at the statue of Anubis.  He looked down at me with large evil eyes, angrily.  Something was off.  It was a statue, not the real Anubis…. Not the Anubis who said that I was his bride.  I started thinking back to that night.  It hit me that Anubis was trying to tell me something.  I think it had to deal with Imhotep which was strange but giving the current situation they seemed to be kind of alike.  I shook my head, growling.  Vanessa had told me something about Anubis not meaning what he had said and it was kind of like what Imhotep and I were doing to each other out of hatred.  Oddly, Anubis was predicting this situation.

          Niki walked out of a room and spotted me.  He walked over to me.  His expression was one of confusion.  “I need to talk to you.”

          I looked at my brother and nodded.  I followed him into a small room used for storing food.

          “Dad said that you were engaged to Imhotep?” he asked, confused.

          I nodded.

          “Why?  You two hate each other…. At least I thought that you hated each other…. Are you two actually---“

          I dropped my mouth, disgusted at the thought that Niki was trying to bring up.  Imhotep and I?  That was the worst thing that could have ever happen.  I shook my head.  “No…. No…. Ewe…. How could you say that?  Yes I hate Imhotep…. That hasn’t changed.”

          “Then why are you--- Do you feel lonely because I could try to find someone who….”

          “It’s not that either.”

          “Then what is it?”

          I sighed.  I knew that I couldn’t keep anything a secret from my brother.  We talked to each other about everything.  “I have a feeling that he’s trying to use me to get to Antinique and I’m going to let him so I can catch him in act…. And when I do I can act as if I was so in love with him that I would go to see him before he died…. That way I could watch him suffer and enjoy it without anyone else really knowing…. I know father won’t believe me if I caught Imhotep in the act so I figured this way I could use this as an excuse to give the