Sequel to my Gods of Egypt story
Horus thought he killed Set, but did he? After 2 years of peace and happiness throughout Egypt he returns, stronger, smarter and hell bent on revenge. 2 years in the desert, tending to his wounds, surviving on spite...
The dress I wore fluttered gracefully behind me as I walked arm in arm with Bek.
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(I changed the dress)
"This is a beautiful wedding." He whispered. I nodded, my words failing as I stared at the three gods in front of me. "Don't let me fall Bek." I whispered as I nervously stepped forward. "Tiya, you're ok just breathe." Bek chuckled. The end of the aisle was approaching and I couldn't help the smile that grew on my face, even with the nervous feeling in my stomach, something felt wrong, like really wrong, but Zaya had tried to calm my worries, not well enough I'm afraid. Hathor smiled at me and took my hand as the ceremony began, yet even her warm skin couldn't ease my fears. The High priest's voice was distant as my senses heightened for approaching danger. (I am a female bisexual from the north American continent, I know Jack about middle eastern/Arabic weddings so I apologize for the inaccuracy and the fact that I chose to use a western type ceremony but please no hate here) "If anyone objects to this union, speak now or forever hold your peace." "I've got a few thing to say!" A loud growl erupted from the back of the room.
