The Vanishing Prince By Jane Richards Marshy land appeared around them as the two traveled ever further north. Many days had passed since Tepi had seen the sight of her life. The AKHET, or Great Horizon, had appeared one morning as they wended their way along the road.
these had been built long long ago, by people now gone. The secrets
associated with these objects were taught only to a select few in the
Temple who were going to be kings, priests, or priestesses. She
knew that one day she would know these secret teachings as the Queen
and High Priestess of the Temple, but, as yet, all she had been taught
was the knowledge that they were ancient, sacred objects of Egypt..
"Where are we, Sethi?," she asked, as they forded another marshy area. "Almost there, little one," Sethi answered, and smiled as he pointed to a few buildings. Tepi had decided during this journey to trust Sethi about her search and some of her problems. She had told, but omitted, the addition that SHE was the royal princess being sought, or that the 'brother' she was hunting was really the Crown Prince of Egypt. The omission of these
facts made it much easier to be on a friendlier and much closer
relationship with her traveling companion, she felt.
"Those buildings are the beginning of a great fort," explained Sethi, "here is where my uncle trades his goods for flax. I'll bring it home where he will make it into fine cloth for clothing worn at the great palace". "Oh," thought Tepi, "This is where my dresses begin". Then, she had another thought. Maybe she could silently listen in the huge market place and hear something about Nekhi. She was sure that many soldiers might buy and trade there. Although Sethi hadn't really mentioned it, Tepi knew she was now in enemy territory. This fort town contained troops belonging to the Hyksos King, Apophis, enemy to her father, to her country, and worse, to herself! Into the market place they walked, with the three camels following. Shop
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