To Four Thousand Years Later

"Father... I'm ready."

Neferet whispered to Pharaoh.

The clothes on her body are gorgeous, she wears a lot of gold ornaments, and black eyeshadow is painted on the corners of her eyes. That is not to make up for the sake of beauty, but more to pursue the similarity with the **** Horus, so as to make oneself holy.

On the top of her head is a special headdress that Egyptians only wear when they go out for ceremonies-a cone-shaped ointment product. When melted with heat, the cones are lightly scented with spices like myrrh and cardamom.

It was undoubtedly a rather dignified attire.

Knowing that King Solomon had arrived in Tanis, Neferet was summoned. After finishing her clothes, she sat beside Pharaoh Psusenais II, waiting respectfully for Solomon's arrival.

"According to etiquette, you should go to meet King Solomon in person..."

Psuscenes II opened his eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse and old voice: "But it may be chaotic over there now. The Assyrian assassin may be near King Solomon...I have summoned the guards to go Protect King Solomon. If you don’t have enough manpower, don’t add trouble.”

"…yes."

"Also, Neferet, please remember... It was your rudeness not to greet Solomon, and you must apologize to King Solomon at that time. Also, don't interrupt when I am talking to King Solomon."

Psuscenes II said casually, casting a stern and indifferent look: "I'll just say it once, do you remember?"

"Remember, father."

Neferet replied softly and obediently.

She didn't have any resistance to Psuscenes II. Whether it's his order, or his arrangement for his own marriage.

But maybe it's some kind of illusion... Neferet always felt that when her father married Solomon, who was visiting for the first time, his father's attitude was like sending a pet to a guest from afar. Children's nostalgia.

And in the past few days, his father who never paid attention to him brought him by his side to teach him every day, but it didn't seem like an entrustment to his daughter before she got married...it was more like taming a beast.

In order to prevent her from resisting biting people, and even to allow her to be favored by King Solomon and give birth to an heir with King Solomon's bloodline, the animal taming was specially carried out.

This made her feel a little uncomfortable, and even a little sad for herself. But regarding her mission, Neferet still didn't have any thoughts of escaping.

Rather...she herself had some expectations.

Want to see what the legendary King Solomon really looked like... and his supposedly beautiful queen. All Egypt now knew that King Solomon was extremely handsome, with eyes as bright as the sun. Moreover, he has been king for three years, and he has only married one queen. It can be said that he is a very dedicated and gentle king...

... Then again, will Her Majesty the Queen accept herself?

Thinking of her mother's usual exclusion, Neferet couldn't help feeling a little worried, and bit her lips lightly.

While she was worrying and thinking wildly, the guard's voice came from the front of the hall.

"—Pharaoh, King Solomon has arrived."

"Okay, let him in."

Psuscenes II didn't pause at all, and didn't even glance at her, and immediately raised his voice to reply.

Neferet stared blankly at her father.

The old man is now in his sixties. The corners of his eyes are full of wrinkles, and there are marks of perennial frown in the middle of his brows. He pursed his lips tightly, his thin cheeks sunken due to aging. Even without beard and hair, and even with a double crown on his head, you can see his aging at a glance.

But his spine was extremely straight, holding a golden and blue scepter shaped like a hook in his hand, sitting firmly on his seat, looking at the door seriously.

For a whole afternoon, Psuscenes II remained motionless. Sitting upright on his seat like a statue of a god.

Because of this imposing coercion, others dare not speak. So this solemn and heavy atmosphere, which makes people sweaty palms and crazily beating heart, lasted all afternoon.

It wasn't until the news of Solomon's arrival in front of the palace that the heavy and quiet atmosphere was broken—the guards and attendants in the palace finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, in the extremely quiet inner hall, some scattered footsteps came from the corridor in front of the hall, getting closer. Neferet turned her head away, staring intently at the door.

That should be three or four people. Neferet deduced in her heart.

She felt a little restless, even a little nervous.

As the footsteps got closer, she also opened her eyes wide and clenched her hands and looked towards the door.

First came the white hem, followed by the cloak-like robe and the rumored handsome and steady face—but sure enough, what attracted her the most was King Solomon's flaming eyes.

That brilliance made people think of the sun and God Amon.

Neferet smiled with joy.

As if he had noticed Neferet's gaze, Solomon looked over at her, then glanced at the mural above her head, and smiled slightly at her with the corners of his mouth raised.

And Neferet also nodded reservedly to King Solomon.

"I salute you, my dear pharaoh."

Solomon chuckled, lowered his head and pointed his finger to his forehead to salute Pharaoh: "I come with friendship and peace."

"Hello, King Solomon."

And Psusennes II also nodded to Solomon: "I salute you on behalf of the great **** Amon and the two goddesses."

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two rulers was quite harmonious, Neferet breathed a sigh of relief, and looked towards the legendary and unparalleled queen behind Solomon...

But the moment she met Queen Abigail's clear green eyes, Neferet's eyes widened instantly.

Cold sweat dripped from her back, and her upper body couldn't help trembling slightly. Great fear seized her heart immediately.

— That feeling was as frightening as when she saw the real body of Amon descend when she was young.

Queen Abigail looked away with a half-smile, and then she suddenly panted heavily, and the clothes on her upper body were soaked in sweat almost instantly.

She felt buzzing in her ears, and after a long time, she vaguely heard the old and hoarse voice of her father beside her.

"...And this is my favorite daughter, Neferet."

"Very beautiful girl."

She heard King Solomon praise softly: "Same as her name."

"We are being rude here, King Solomon. She was supposed to greet you and let her bring you in. But she is not feeling well today, so... Neferet? Neferet?"

Psuscenes II was talking to Solomon, and felt that Neferet next to her suddenly stopped talking, so she frowned and looked at her dissatisfied.

Seeing that Neferet's body was wet with sweat, panting in pain, Psusennes II was also taken aback.

At this moment, a black cat jumped out of nowhere, landed in front of King Solomon, and suddenly let out a shrill cry, attracting everyone's attention.