Alexandria, Egypt, and Gaza
Years One to Four of Cleopatra's Reign (51-48 BC)
Despite the wailing, when the High Priest of Amun-Ra came to
speak to me the morning my father died, I refused to believe the news.
"Dead? My father was fine last night!" I declared as I rose from my
"Indeed, Exalted One. But in the early hours of dawn, breath left
"Strange," I said, still not willing to accept the fact as truth. "And
even stranger, that his 'death' should come at a time when Rome is in
peril and Pompey is considering demanding repayment of our debt in
whole. All of Egypt's treasury would not satisfy the debt. I had planned
to consult my father today…"
"Princess, he is dead," the priest interrupted solemnly.
"If indeed he is, then why do you address me as Princess instead
of Queen?" I asked coldly, for there had been bad blood between the
priests of Amun-Ra and my father after he had levied a tax on their
temple holdings. My father had warned me of this man, and, meeting
him in person, I did not like or trust him
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