"Finally, I was beginning to think this would take us years just to get back," I said out loud, I look out to see that we were in front of my walls.

I refuse to call this place my home because it wasn't my home.

A home is where you feel comfortable, where you're surrounded by people you care for, by your people and what you wanted to be surrounded by. This place wasn't that.

This place will never be my home.

"I am sorry my Queen that the journey was long."

I held the urge to roll my eyes, I turned to look at Tasamon

"You know you don't have to call me that when there's no one around Tasamon," I said looking at him, his eyes widened. I look deep into his blue eyes, trying to see if he was going to let it go just like that.

"That is what you're, my Queen. That is what I shall call you." He said.

I let out a sigh, not having the energy to argue about it today.

"I just want you to know that you don't have to call me it, but I have a feeling you're going to continue calling me that till your very last breath," I said staring at him.

"Yes." He said staring back at me.

It's been like this since I met him since I saved him.

No one knew though, they could never imagine someone like me saving someone.

He was someone that I saved, the last person that I saved.

My assistant, the one who carries duties for me no matter how evil they seem. He never asks why he never stares at me in disgust when I tell him to do horrible things. He stares at me with a look that I can't understand.

Is it pity?

Is it an understanding look?

Is it just a hollow look?

Him, just doing whatever he feels like I want him to do just because I saved his life.

Is it payback?

I can never understand this man, will I ever understand this man.

The cabin came to a halt.

I quickly tried to rush out, not bothering on letting the guards get ready for me.

I just couldn't wait to see my son.

I've missed him so much.

The only light in my darkness of a world.

My flesh and blood.

"That's strange?" Tasamon said.

"What is?" I said, rushing towards the entrance and him trailing behind me.

"Some of the guards are missing." He said and I raised a brow on that.

"They're probably slacking because I am not here or something, we'll deal with it later but for now I want to hug my son," I said.

"Of course. You miss him dearly." Tasamon said.

I nodded my head agreeing to that.

I don't pay much attention to the walls, a matter of fact I hated the walls.

I secretly hated everything about this place.

I never wanted to be in this place, I never wanted to leave my home but I had no choice.

My people had no choice, I made a promise to myself that I would get my revenge one day.

For my people and for myself.

I stayed silent, but they knew that I was ticking.

Some didn't though, they thought my silence was a weakness but little did they know it was the beginning of my revenge.

I tried to forget, but you can never forget what was done to you. No matter how much you've tried, you can never forget what was done to your people as you sit there and be unable to fight back.

Every single time night time will fall, after he was done doing whatever he called that torture to me. He would fall asleep.

Anger would fill me, sadness would fill me and pain.

I learned to ignore the sadness and the pain, it wasn't needed. The anger was needed.

The anger needed to be stronger than all the other emotions.

I never went to bed angry, I sat there wide awake and plotted my revenge.

I wanted to create my own storm, a storm that would destroy this place once and for all. That later on in time, they would speak of a place but never be able to recall what happened.

When I was in my kingdom when I was in my home. They came and killed our people, enslaved them, sold them for sexual intercourses, made me watch as they destroyed them.

I made a promise, that I would hurt all his people.

That I would hurt all of them like he hurt mine, I would make him watch.

All the thing that I am doing, all the things I have done is for my revenge because what the Egyptians have done are far worse to my people.

If they thought I was evil, then they had no idea what their royal guards, what their army and what their royal family has done to mine.

The only good thing that came from this situation was my son, although he wasn't made from love, he is love by me.

No matter how badly I wished someone else was his father, it was still okay that he carried that man blood because as I take down his kingdom. I will make it into my son kingdom, I will sit there and tell him the truth.

The real story of what his father and his people did to ours.

Imagine being a princess of your kingdom, being there for your people, providing for them and caring for them. Now imagine someone, who has an army bigger than yours, horrible human beings compare to yours, coming into your kingdom. Taking your people, raping them, enslaving them, killing them for fun, taking your food, your gold, and diamonds. Taking you at the end, forcing you to marry there King. Imagine you being forced to leave your Kingdom that was once beautiful but now left in ruins.

Would you not revenge?

My Son will know. He will know the truth and then he will also want revenge.

"My Queen, don't you feel like something is different? As in something isn't right. I know you're eager to see your son, but I ask you my Highness. Please look around." Tasamon said taking me away from my thoughts.

I looked at him.

"What do you mean," I asked him curious about what he meant.

He was looking around and that's when I finally paid attention to my surroundings.

My heart pounded against my chest.

"Where are the guards we had station here?" I said looking around.

"Yes, that is what I am wondering also. Even some of the guards we had stationed near the walls weren't there also. Something seems to have happened." He said.

My eyes widened.

I ran towards my son room.

"My Queen, please stay near me. We don't know what's going on." Tasamon said but I didn't care.

My baby, please let my baby be alright.

I said running towards the door of his chamber.

"There are no guards in front of his chambers! There are no guards!" I said pushing the doors of his chamber open.

"Kronos!" I yelled, looking around his room.

"Kronos!!!!! Where are you," I yelled in a raspy voice.

My heart pounded against my chest.

"My son, where is my son?" I said looking all over the chambers for him.

I looked at his desk and saw a letter.

I walked towards it, scared.

"He's not here," Tasamon said as I walk closer to the letter.

I picked it up reading it.

I clenched the paper, anger filling me.

"What is it my Queen," Tasamon said.

I didn't answer.

"Your Highness, what is it?" Tasamon asked again but I didn't answer as I felt the anger fill me up even more.

I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Renaqua, what is it?" My eyes widened, I turned to look at him and found him looking at me with soft eyes that I've never been shown.

"They have him. Tutankhamun has my son."