Page 20 of Sett and his King
"We should get out of here," he said. "We should find that scarab."
He said with a touch of a growl to his voice and turned the door. He walked toward it and opened it and I stood behind him, looking out into the city beyond.
Cairo.
Without a word, Sett crossed the threshold and I stared at his back the whole time as if that would help reveal his secrets.
I wished I knew what Horus had done to him. Why he hated his brother so much. What kind of things had been left unsaid, things that had been left out of the history books. Because it was as clear as anything that Sett would do anything to kill Horus.
I took a step forward. One step closer to saving my brother.
I didn't care about the gods and their grudges. They could all kill each other for all I cared.
I just had to get my hands on that scarab.
Sett
They'd erased us.
They'd erased everything about us.
Our love.
Our union.
Our everything.
It had all turned into echoes buried in the sand dunes.
And what did they leave behind? His abuse. Only they'd flipped it around so I came out as the bad guy. I came out as the evil one. The god of violence.
I was disgusted. Disgusted and heartbroken all over again. If only I could go back home, back to my chambers, the ones I'd shared with my Ra and just…rot in there. Forget about everything and everyone and just let time and misery take me.
"Okay. Where to," Drew said and came to stand next to me.
I took a deep breath, followed by another.
I couldn't abandon him. I couldn't give up. Not yet. Not now. Drew needed me. His brother needed me. And I needed to exact my revenge once and for all.
"Uhm…give me a moment," I said and with each inhale I grounded myself more.
I was home. I had returned.
I looked out. Everything had changed so much. Technology and history co-existed side by side. Our remnants could be seen all over, with every step we took and yet new ideas could be seen at every corner too.
Cars, skyscrapers, mosques. It was a whole new world and yet….
The busy streets, the happy people, the loud conversations at every turn reminded me of the days of old.
"It's so pretty, isn't it?" Drew asked, taking in his surroundings as if for the first time.
He had a childlike wonder and a beautiful glimmer in his eyes. The weight in my heart eased a little when I looked at him. He made the pain subside, if only a little.
"It is," I answered, unable to take my gaze off him.
He noticed and stopped in his tracks to stare back at me.
"What?" he asked after what felt like forever.
