The Runaway River

This is a story from Ancient Egypt. I wrote this for a class assignment so tell me what you guys think

By the way: The hieroglyphics in the cover mean gibberish. I'm not kidding! The ? mean I don't know the translation to that:

Hp?yankhnkhvtsh?rman

Not kidding, that's what it means, you can look it up if you want

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7. Cinictha

The next morning, I woke and went to look for Akhom, only to find that he was not in the kitchen asleep. I started to panic that the guards had captured him, and were waiting for me to go outside, ready to pounce and bring me back to the dreadful palace. I tried to conceal my anxiety, and slowly opened the door. Relief flooded over me when I saw Akhom working out in the fields. He beckoned me over.

“Cinictha, does it look like the Nile has dried up a bit? It seems…smaller.”

“Oh, it’s just you imagination. The Nile doesn’t dry! It floods! Even I know that!” I explained.

“Huh…. I guess so…” He still looked at the river suspiciously. I just rolled my eyes and pulled him to the house. We needed to talk.

Once we got there, I sat down and said, “So, what are we to do? The guards will certainly come, and if they see me you’ll be punished, or…….” I couldn’t bring myself to say the word. I suddenly burst into tears.

I sobbed, “You can’t be taken away! I’ve come this far, and I’m not going to lose you!” I just cried and cried. Akhom took me into his arms and cradled me. I wet his shoulder with my tears. Finally stopping, I looked at him with a tear stained face.

“You’ll just have to become a commoner, blend in with the crowd… But first, we should eat, and then we can go to the shops and find some clothes that fit. I will run to the market and grab some ingredients. I will come back soon, and don’t leave the farm. It’s best that no one knows that you’ve come here, princess or not. You must stay hidden, at least for now,” he said.

“Okay. But be careful, I’m sure the guards will be in town.” He left and I silently prayed for his safe return, without the need of an escort of guards. 

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