The Double Crown: Secret Writings Of The Female Pharaoh - Plot & Excerpts
Somehow I had considered her to be indestructible. For many years she was a daily presence in my life. When I no longer needed a nurse, she became a sort of honorary lady-in-waiting; then my children came and they needed her; despite the illness that had affected her manner of walking, she took care of them. Then the children grew older and she again remained as one of my ladies.When I was young she was always there, never going away on trips and leaving me behind as my royal parents so often did. With her oft-repeated tales of the gods and how they had favoured me, she made me feel safe and she encouraged me to think of myself as someone special, someone with an exceptional destiny. She never thought that I did not belong on the Double Throne; on the contrary, when I acceded to the throne, it was to her merely the fulfilment of predictions that she had been making since I was a child.Yet she never quite seemed to have grasped that I was indeed the Pharaoh. Especially as she grew older and somewhat forgetful, I remained her dear child, to be scolded if she saw fit, to be cosseted if I was even a little unwell, to be told to eat, made to rest, comforted when sad, and above all loved.
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