Silently the translucent woman watched as Kain became lost in the program that played from the box in front of him. Cleopatra never said a word and yet her cold eyes took in everything around Kain. More than once her eyes came to rest on the picture that Kain had of the Mer of the Old Kingdom. Cleopatra could clearly see him in the picture and wondered how much Kain remembered of the tales of his ancestry and its relation to the Mer.
The Mer were already ancient when Cleopatra had last walked the ta. Her people had even then looked on them in awe and pride. The Mer were one of the many wonders that her people had created and still the rest of the world would only acknowledge them as equals! Her people had no equal’s, only inferiors. That was a lesson that those interfering Romans had learned the hard way. Cleopatra had seen to that much at least. Now she wanted the world to behold the glory that was once a grand empire, and would be again if Cleopatra had her way. One way or another her people would rise once more on the international stage, her soul would be damned by the Gods before she saw the empire of her ancestors fall again.
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