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"Hit this boy for something that I told him to do, and I will cut this off." She said squeezing his hand. Larlis bent at the knees from the pain shooting up his arm and was quick to answer.

"My apologies, sire, I had no idea."

"Sarah, please go inside and gather you and your son's possessions, you are coming with me." The slave looked at Hawk with confusion so she added, "I have come to pay your price to Larlis, so go on."

The group watched the girl run to do as she was directed with Samuel following close behind with a huge smile on his face. "Corby, give Larlis four gold coins for the woman and her son."

"But, sire, the girl alone is worth at least two hundred gold pieces," complained Larlis.

"Larlis, let me explain something to you, so that even you will understand. You are mine, as is your house and everything in it. It is my birthright, or have you forgotten who I am? The gold is for the little trouble and consideration you have shown to the two of them, the rest you can consider a gift to the throne."

"Yes, sire." The man bowed his head and tried to graciously accept his fate. To complain any further now would lead to his losing a lot more than two slaves.

Coming out of the house with only a small bag in one hand and her son in the other, Sarah waited for the pharaoh's next directions. Hawk looked at her and smiled to ease the woman's mind to her intentions then unclasped her half cape to wrap it around the thin tunic Sarah still had on.

"Come here, lady," she said softly "I can't let you walk to the palace like that."

"I'm sorry, sire, if it displeases you, but it's the only one I own." Sarah's head now went down in shame and not respect for the pharaoh.

"It doesn't displease me, Sarah, I just don't want people staring at you and bringing you any discomfort in doing so," said Hawk as she stood still holding up the cape.

When Hawk had pulled the cape away from her shoulder, Sarah noticed the large blood stain on the front of the stark white tunic as well as the little grimace when Hawk put her arm up to wrap the red cape around her.

"Sire, you're hurt."

"Yes, dear lady, it's one of the pitfalls of being king. Someone is always trying to kill you. Just today a fierce soldier made an attempt on my life here in the city. Perhaps you know of him?" asked Hawk. She looked over Sarah's head to the blushing face of the young woman's son. If Hawk didn't know better, Samuel looked like he was looking for a place to hide before the next part of the story came out.

"I'm sorry, sire, but I would not know of such things. Was he captured?" asked Sarah.

"No he actually surrendered, but he told me that it was all a mistake and he was just taking target practice. Maybe I proved to be an easier target than the stick he was aiming for," answered Hawk sweeping her hand down her body.

"Oh God, please tell me Samuel wasn't the one that did this to you?" asked Sarah in a small voice, her hands going up to her mouth.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Sarah, your son is a good shot. I apologize for what happened to his back but I assure you that the person was punished, and that while you are in my care no harm will come to you and your son," Hawk promised the small slave. As the guards and the others gathered in the yard watched with fascination at Hawk's treatment of mother and child, Hawk turned her attention to the slave trader. "Larlis, I'll be coming into this area more often in the future so I trust you'll have sandals on the feet of all your slaves. I also expect the clothes the women will be wearing are not so that I can read a parchment through."

"Yes, sire," answered Larlis still rubbing his wrist where Hawk had grabbed him.

Hawk had noticed that both the child and his mother were barefoot which would make the walk back to the palace painful for them even though the sun wasn't in the middle of the sky any more. "Corby, could you please carry Samuel back for me and be careful of his back. And send one of the boys for my chariot, I've walked more this afternoon than I do during a battle."

"Yes, Hawk, I would be happy to." Corby thumped his closed fist to his chest and ran to carry out Hawk's requests.

Taking care not to aggravate her own wound Hawk picked up the small woman and started back toward her home. "Please, sire, I can walk. You don't have to trouble yourself, and you're hurt."

"All this concern today on my behalf. Perhaps I need to get out in the sun more often so people won't think that I am at death's door. Are you uncomfortable?" asked Hawk looking down into eyes like Samuel's.

"No, sire."

"Do I frighten you?" the pharaoh persisted.

"No, sire."

"Do you really want to walk in the hot sand for the two leagues it will take us to get back to the palace?" Hawk asked her last question.

"No, sire."

They walked after that in silence listening to Samuel's conversation with Corby. Sarah looked at her new owner through the corner of her eye wondering what life held for her and Samuel now. Larlis wasn't great, but usually after taking his nightly pleasure with her he left them alone for the most part. What would the pharaoh want from them, and would Samuel be made to pay if the pharaoh was displeased. As if reading her thoughts the pharaoh started talking to her and eased her mind.

"Don't worry, Sarah, I don't want anything from you, or your son. After what happened today he stood before me with the courage of a warrior to accept whatever punishment I wanted for what had transpired. That is hard to find in one so young, you've done a good job so far in his upbringing."

"I just thought that with me he would have a better time of it once he becomes a man than he would under the roof of Larlis. If you so desire, I can send you back if you can not bare the thought of being with me."

"No, sire. Thank you for your kindness."

"Sarah, call me Ramses, or call me Hawk, but the title sire will drive me into the desert if I hear it too often."

"Yes, sire," answered Sarah quickly. After the word had slipped out the guards were treated to their second deep laugh from the pharaoh.

The chariot was waiting for them along with two others once they reached the wide main road that lead to the palace. Large statues of past pharaohs lined the sides, forever keeping watch over their heirs who now ruled in their stead. Hawk motioned for Corby to bring Samuel and place him in her chariot along side his mother. Four gleaming black stallions stood prancing in place waiting for their master's touch that would send them racing down the road. The beautiful animals had a large crest in the shape of a hawk across their broad chests, which made Sarah think that they probably could fly as big as they were.

"Ready, Samuel?" asked Hawk.

"Yes, Hawk, ready, mama?" asked the little boy.

"Would it make a difference if I said no." The look on her face was not one of anticipation like that of her son's, Sarah was terrified of what came next.

"Trust me, Sarah, this is the best part of being king," Hawk told her.

With a loud yell and a flick of her wrist the four black animals took off with a roar. Corby and Dennu followed in their own rides daring Hawk into a race. Knowing that their path was straight cutting down the risk to her passengers, Hawk let the child like spirit in her out to play. Corby and Dennu not only guarded her, they were her oldest friends.

From the time they could walk, their names where screamed by every palace inhabitant at one time or another for the trouble the three caused. Adulthood had not calmed the adventurous souls they were as children and the palace maids fully expected to see them racing along that main avenue for many years to come.

As they neared the vast building that was the palace they started to slow having all decided to call it a draw. They gained a new member into their club in Samuel, who stood in front of Hawk holding on and cheering the king on. His mother had never heard anything more wonderful than when the black demons started to slow their pace. When she did finally open her eyes the sight of her future home brought tears to her eyes. The king of Egypt truly does live like a king. The rich laughter coming from the tall body next to hers brought her out of her thoughts. Weren't kings supposed to be solemn and serious?

"Close, Corby, but not close enough, you should thank Sarah and Samuel for weighing me down giving you a chance. Come on and let's get you two settled," said Hawk to her two riders.

Hawk entered the palace and was instantly surrounded by servants, all of whom were having a melt down after noticing the blood coming from her shoulder. Getting most of the older women that had met them to settle down, Hawk sent them to prepare rooms for Sarah and Samuel. Along with the rooms, clothes, sandals and other essentials that were ordered, Hawk added trays of food for them to snack on until dinner.

Sarah watched as the women led Hawk away to her private rooms leaving her and Samuel standing with the remaining maids. She had to fight the urge to ask Hawk to take them with her to wherever in the palace she was headed. Fear of the future was still there, but Sarah suddenly found that she didn't want to be without her newfound protector.

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The rooms they were given were not what Sarah expected, in that they were lavish and the bedrooms opened to the Nile River. Such accommodations verified her suspicions in that she was to be the pharaoh's new pleasure slave. She has shown Samuel and I nothing but kindness, so maybe this won't be so bad. The king has to be better than Larlis, thought Sarah as she examined her new gowns and the other items she found on the bed in the room.

One of the maids cleared her throat from the door to get Sarah's attention and not startle the young woman. "Child, the pharaoh is expecting you and the boy for dinner, so would you like my assistance in getting ready?"

"Yes, if it is no bother to you. My name is Sarah and you probably saw my son earlier, his name is Samuel," answered Sarah. Nina didn't miss the total look of confusion on Sarah's face as she took in her new home.

"Then he would be the one taking shots at Ramses's fish with his slingshot off the steps leading into the river." Sarah turned to go out and get her son before he broke something or injured someone else. "No don't bother going out there to scold him, the bigger child of the two is out there cheering him on," said Nina.

"There are other children that live in the palace?" asked Sarah. The lost look on her face only grew as she gathered in more information.

"Yes, but just one, her name is Ramses IV, Pharaoh of Egypt. Now come, Sarah, let's get you into a bath, those chariot rides can get dusty. My name is Nina and I'll be here to assist you and Samuel in your rooms." Nina gently took her arm and led Sarah to the bathing chamber.

"I can take care of the rooms, Nina, so you don't have to trouble yourself. Can you tell me of my new master?" asked Sarah. The warm water looked inviting as they entered the bath. It seemed strange to her that they would waste all these fineries on her thought Sarah as she looked to the white milky water that smelled light Night Jasmine.

As Nina helped her into the perfumed bath, she told her of Hawk and her life. The story Nina told her included the part of the death of Hawk's mother and how her father had raised her.

Sarah listened as Nina told her of Hawk's victories on the battlefield for her father, and of the devastation she felt when the old man had died. She and all the maids Sarah had seen that afternoon had been with Hawk since her birth, and where the only mothers the woman had ever known. Nina confessed that she had been Hawk's wet nurse and her two sons, Corby and Dennu, were now heads of the palace guard. They were no longer slaves, but the palace was the only home they ever known so they stayed and cared for Hawk.

"She'll be kind to you and your son, so don't fear her. You just ask me if there's anything you need and I'll see to your comfort. Now are you ready to go out to the river? You are dining on the royal barge tonight." In the new gown she had on and after the bath, Sarah was truly breath taking. Nina could easily see what had caught Hawk's eye, the young woman had a natural elegance about her.

"Thank you, Nina, you have made me feel better about our circumstances."

"I don't know what you mean, child, but don't mistake the pharaoh for her father. God knows that he was kind but strict man. His daughter has a lot of her mother in her so you will be cared for."

They walked out into the cool evening from Sarah's bedroom to the riverbank where Samuel and Hawk were waiting. Hawk held out her hand to Sarah to help her on board then turned and embraced Nina giving the old woman a kiss on the top of her head. "Corby came close today, Nin, so close we had to call it a tie."

"Foolish children, you will kill yourselves on those things one day mark my words. Now go on and don't keep your guests waiting," said Nina cocking her head toward Sarah.

Sarah almost fell overboard when she heard the maid fussing at Hawk, and that the king not only put up with it but also was now bowing to the older woman.

"Don't tell anyone, Nin, but that is going to be my new queen." Hawk whispered in her ear.

"I know that, you big trouble maker, that's why I'm rushing you."

Sarah listened to that laugh again as Hawk jumped from the pier to the middle of the barge. She is truly beautiful when she laughs and she bows to her maid. Who is this person, and why am I here? That question and many others were on Sarah's mind when she bowed to her master as she boarded.

"Sarah, please, don't do that when it's just us. I bought your freedom today so that's no longer required, unless we are in public. You and your son are free, so enjoy what life has to offer you. I'd like for you to stay until you decide what you would like to do or where you would like to go. Enjoy our hospitality and let me enjoy your company, yours and your son's," said Hawk. She took a seat on the cushions across from Sarah and Samuel, and signaled the serving staff to begin with the meal. Toward the back of the barge the order was given and the oarsmen started their cadence setting them in motion.

The small woman didn't know how to react to that news of freedom so she chose to throw herself at the pharaoh's feet in gratitude. Samuel would have a chance now as a free man to make something of his life besides shaping stone.

"Please, Sarah, get up and let's eat, you don't have to do that," said Hawk lifting the woman up gently. Hawk helped Sarah back to her seat and invited them to start eating.

They spent the remainder of the meal enjoying the food and Hawk's explanation of what they were passing along the shore. The oarsmen turned at Hawk's command when she noticed Samuel falling asleep on his mother's lap long after their meal was complete. When the barge glided back to its berth behind the palace, Hawk carried Samuel up to his room.

"Good night, sweet lady, remember to call for Nina if you need anything. I enjoyed our dinner and would like to do it again if you are agreeable." Hawk told her from the door of their apartment.

"Where are your rooms, sire?" asked Sarah. It was bad enough that her body would pay for the lovely evening, she didn't want to degrade herself anymore than necessary by having to ask someone for directions.

"If you head out the back, my rooms are the ones on the end of the palace. The ones that jut out over the water, but if you have need of me just ask Nina and she will send someone for me," answered Hawk.

"I prefer to come to you sire since Samuel is in the other room," answered Sarah bowing slightly to the pharaoh.

"All right, good night, Sarah." Hawk responded, confused as to the woman's last statement. Did Sarah not want her son to spend time with her?

Sarah watched the retreating figure flanked by two guards, wondering how long she should wait before following. Things were going so well that she didn't want to anger her benefactor by seeming ungrateful.

"Nina?" Sarah called in the direction of the maid's room.

"Yes, child, do you need something? How was dinner?"

"Everything was wonderful, and Samuel and I had a wonderful time. Could you watch him for me until I get back? He shouldn't be a problem since he is already asleep, but if he should awaken tell him I'll be back soon."

"Let me call you an escort if you are going out." Offered a worried Nina. Hawk would not like the young woman walking the corridors at night by herself without protection.

"No, Nina, thank you but that won't be necessary, I know the way I think," said Sarah. The best way to get to Hawk's rooms seemed to be by way of the back walk, so Sarah headed out in that direction. With each step she tried to build her courage so that the night would go well. She and Samuel's future depended on it.

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Sarah slipped out the back and walked along the marble floors of the backstretch of the palace. When she approached Hawk's rooms Sarah noticed Corby outside talking to another man giving directions for the rest of the watch. Good at least I won't be killed trying to get to her.

Corby smiled when he noticed her and directed her to where she could find Hawk. Walking into the spacious sleeping chamber Sarah noticed the pharaoh looking out on the river from the balcony. The tall woman looked relaxed with just a rope draped over her shoulders and her feet were bare. Her short black hair looked soft to Sarah with the moonlight bouncing off of it, but the relaxed posture changed in an instant when Hawk heard someone behind her.

The quick movement of her turn caused her robe to open revealing a long muscled body that was ready for attack. Hawk changed her posture as soon as she saw that it was Sarah standing there and not someone that meant harm.

She knew she should look away, but Sarah's head refused to budge and stayed glued to Hawk standing there looking like a goddess. Sarah looked at the pharaoh wondering what it would feel like to be under that hard body. Hawk could awaken her desire if she was a gentle lover, and for once the task before her did not seem so horrible. Ramses was a touch Sarah actually desired at this moment.

"Sarah, do you need anything?" asked Hawk. She cocked her head to one side and waited for the smaller woman to answer.

As an answer Sarah untied the knot over her left shoulder allowing her dress to fall in a pool at her feet. "I hope that you are pleased, sire." She said as she sunk to her knees and bowed her head to the floor in a position of subservience. She waited for the pharaoh's reaction for what seemed an eternity before she heard the low voice.

"What are you doing?" asked Hawk. The fists that she had unclenched when she realized it was Sarah in the room balled back up at the woman's actions.

"I am here to please you, sire," answered Sarah not looking up.

"Sarah, get up and put on your gown. Now. " Hawk stopped before saying anything else trying to get her temper under control. After a few deep breaths she went on. "Have I done something to make you think your role here is one of a whore? Or is it that you think so little of me that you think this is what I require because I offer you a kindness? Go back to your rooms and to your son, Sarah."

"Please forgive me, sire, I misunderstood." Sarah pleaded as she stood and retied her dress.

" CORBY!" yelled Hawk looking past Sarah.

"Yes, sire?" asked the man that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

"Escort Sarah back to her apartment. And the next damned person that calls me sire tonight will be hanging off the end of my sword." With the command given Hawk turned and retreated into her rooms.

"Please, King Ramses, let me explain," whispered Sarah through her tears. She and Corby watched as the broad back turned a corner and vanished.

"Sarah, don't cry, she won't stay angry long, she never does. Whatever happened will be forgotten after a good sleep. If she is still upset in the morning, I will take her out and spar with her and it will a distant memory."

Corby didn't ask what had happened between them but he had a feeling he knew. Sarah's actions had wounded the big idiot's pride. Hawk wanted to court this one, not have her go so willing into her bed like the countless others. He would have to talk with his mother before retiring for the evening thinking that maybe she would be better suited in explaining it to the young woman than he would.

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Nina found Sarah lying on her stomach crying into her pillow after speaking to her son. The older woman stroked Sarah's hair and explained what her position was now within the palace, and what it was not. It was difficult for Sarah to understand given where Hawk had found her, but Nina kept at it until it sunk in. "Child, don't assume what Hawk's motives are, if you are unsure ask her and she will enlighten you."

"Sarah?" Hawk asked from the door of the bedroom.

"Sire, is that you?" asked Sarah. She sat up in the bed and tried to wipe her tears away before Hawk saw them.

"Please, Sarah, call me by my name. Are you all right?"

"Yes, Hawk, I'm just sorry that I upset you. My hope is you won't send us away for my mistakes," answered Sarah. At the admission, her tears started again.

Interrupting Hawk before she could say anything else to Sarah, the guard standing behind her spoke. "Sire, there's a messenger from King Neftu waiting to see you."

"Nina, send for Dennu to stand guard while I deal with this. And, Sarah, don't worry I'm just sorry that I lost my temper," she offered with a smile. Sarah tried to return it but Hawk could see her lips still trembling in an effort not to cry.

"Be careful, Hawk, I don't trust that man, much less his daughter," said Nina, as she and Sarah watched Hawk walk out of the toward the throne room of the palace.

"Will she be all right?" Sarah asked Nina. Sarah had not missed the venom in Nina's voice when she talked of the official visitors.

"She'll be fine, child, it's just that Neftu and his daughter Dalia never come here unless they are in trouble. Either that or they are trying to find new ways for that snake to crawl into the pharaoh's bed," answered Nina.

"King Neftu?" asked Sarah.

"No that would be his daughter's desire." Sarah took that into consideration and didn't like the feeling that had crawled into her heart.

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"King Ramses, I send word from King Neftu who is three days ride behind me. He seeks an audience with you upon his arrival."

"Go back and tell my friend he is welcome in my house. If there is anything he needs before he gets to my door tell my guard and it will be taken care of."

"Thank you, King Ramses." The messenger got up to leave and bowed again at Hawk's next concession.

"We'll be sending a contingency of warriors back with you to assure you safe passage into the city. Safe journey to you," said Hawk waving the man to go.

Hawk walked passed the messenger headed back toward Sarah's rooms followed by Corby. "Keep an eye on them my friend until I know what Neftu's game is. And if he has brought that leech with him make sure to remind me to up the number of guards around me."

Corby laughed at the king's description of the neighboring king's daughter. Her infactuations with Hawk were well known by the whole realm just by the woman's actions whenever she found herself in Hawk's presence. It will be interesting to see how Dalia reacts to Sarah and Samuel once the princess sees the king's eyes when she looks at the two together. Sometimes it's good not to be king.

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Sarah heard the footsteps that were heading toward her apartment, then the person stopped to talk to the large guard that was standing in her doorway. Sarah lay awake wondering if it would be possible to see the king again that evening. She was still reacting to what Nina had told earlier when Corby had brought her back from the king's rooms. Why would the king of all of Egypt be interested in a Hebrew slave girl and her son? How long would it take for Ramses to throw her out on the streets with the rest of the beggars once she discovered Sarah's condition? Larlis had left her with more than emotional scars.

"Do you ever dream, Sarah?" Hawk's voice cut through the stillness.

I didn't even hear her come in, thought Sarah as she felt the bed move when the king took a seat.

"Not really, sire, for what would a slave dream?" asked Sarah. Hawk sat with her back to Sarah looking at the billowing sheers that hung at the back of the room.

"Of freedom, of a better life perhaps. I dream sometimes, of my father who is now crossed over. He was my greatest advisor, my greatest teacher, and my most trusted friend. From him I learned to be pharaoh and I learned the secrets of Egypt. I miss him. Do you think that admitting that feeling makes me weak?" asked Hawk in a soft voice.

"No, sire, it makes you human," answered Sarah putting her hand on the pharaoh's shoulder. She would try her best to comfort Hawk in any way she could.

"There's a caravan headed this way from one of the southern tribes and should arrive in three days, so I may gone from your company for awhile. Remember to ask for anything you desire and it will be done," said Hawk. Sarah felt the bed move again as Hawk stood to leave.

"What can I do to repay my pharaoh her kindness to me and my son?" asked Sarah trying to get the woman to stay.

"There is nothing that I want from you, sweet Sarah, so stop worrying. I am just tired and thoughts of my father and Neftu have made me more so. They actually made me forget the reason why I came to see you in the first place."

"I'm sorry for upsetting you earlier with my temper. Your body is not the reason I did what I did today, but don't think that I am without interest. I just want the desire to flow from both ends of the river, Sarah. Do you understand what I am telling you?" asked Hawk.

"Yes, Hawk, would you like to rest here for a moment if you are tired?" Sarah asked shyly, still not sure if the pharaoh meant what she said about the use of her name.

"Isn't that easier to say than sire, Ramses or pharaoh?" asked Hawk with a laugh.

"Yes it is, but tell me, Hawk, how did you come by that name?" asked Sarah from her side of the bed.

"My father gave it to me because of my hunting skills and some of my other antics. It stuck, and now the bird for which I am nicknamed is part of my crest. What sort of names are Sarah and Samuel? Are you Hebrew?" asked Hawk. She stretched out next to Sarah and felt the aches of the day come all at once.

"Yes they are old family names. I'm named for my grandmother, and Samuel is named for my father. I was taken when I was ten so when I bore my son, I named him to keep my memories of my family alive through him." Sarah could feel the heat coming off the body next to hers and fought the urge to move closer. The breeze that was blowing the sheers was making it a little chilly in the room.

"Are your parents down in the quarry section?"

"Yes my father is a master sculpture for your house and my mother works as a medic in the slave hospice. Due to my position, I was not allowed to go back to see them to check if they are still all right."

"I can arrange that if you like, by taking you there whenever you want. Sleep now, Sarah, and I will see you soon." Hawk rolled to a seated position and moved to leave again.

"Please, sire, stay with me and I will watch over you while you sleep. How is your shoulder wound? Would you like for me to change the dressing for you?" Sarah asked and offered anything to get Hawk to stay. In a short time she had come to enjoy the pharaoh's company.







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