It's been a couple of days since my Father had made his presence. Of course, word got out to the people of what he did and what he said.

It didn't surprise me that word got out, there's always going to be gossip, and sometimes people don't get it right, but this time. Oh no, they got every detail right. It wouldn't surprise me if it were his guards that he had told the details.

My father is someone who likes being in control and always wants people to believe that he had power over everyone, even people that no one would think he had power over.

So, it wouldn't surprise me that he had his man go out and about to spread the news because there would be no other way that these people would know the details of what happened unless they were in the hall with us.

I asked Mala if he could give me some words to express how this worthless excuse of Father was, and she did.

She told me asshole was one. I suppose people in her time, call people ass holes for a reason. She told me Dick was another, Bastard, Dead Beat Father, Rapist, and some other colorful words that had my face heated; I couldn't even dare to repeat those words. It surprises me on how Mala said them with no facial expression.

My father hadn't made his appearance here again, and if he were to, I would be ready. I had all my people not to let him in, and I vowed them protection, although I could tell that they were hesitant.

I had their families move to better, secluded locations.

Now, I was with Mala. We were on our way to see my other stepmother, Nefertiti. Although my stepmother Nefertiti had some religious practices in common with my father, my father had yet to know that Nefertiti despises him.

This was someone he would no see coming at all.

When I had told Mala who we were going to see, she, of course. Don't know why it took me off guard. Mala was excited; I was trying not to remind her that her life has been in danger this whole time she's been here.

I couldn't help smiling at her; she just had the habit of making you want to pull her into a hug and never let her go.

This was something that I wasn't planning on doing, I know Mala isn't from my time, and I do know this era wasn't meant to have her, but maybe there was a way we could simply just go back and forth.

From my Era to hers, her mother and grandmother seem to know something.

After all, they have been able to communicate with each other and can send Mala things.

It surprised me with all of this information.

"Are we here?" Mala asked.

"Yes, we are here," I said, getting out of the chariot.

I stuck my hand out for Mala to take and she did, I watch as soon as she got out. Her eyes widened.

I smile.

It must be beautiful to see things through Mala's eyes.

"Tut, oh my goodness. I would take my phone out and take pictures, but I can't. I would probably be seen doing so and killed." She said, causing me to nod my head.

I have been making myself familiar with Mala things and her other products.

She's shown me how to do things, and we were even able to take pictures together. Which made me happy, that Mala and I were at least to have proof together.

Even though the pictures were of us on her phone, they were still proof of us and memories of us.

I wished I even had a phone as well that moment, just to have pictures of Mala and I on it.

"Yes, it's best not to do that," I said to her.

She was wearing a red dress today, having Mala dress in my era clothing was something that I enjoyed every single time she would put on the dress and clothes I had made for her.

Mala has also become a suppose icon, she, of course, had to tell me what it was called 'trends setter,' because a lot of people have been enjoying her style and clothing. Mala had me call in the woman who was assigned making her clothes to come in, and she took her time to make some new outfits that not only consisted of dresses but what she's called pants.

"What is she like again?" Mala asked me.

I turned to look at her as we made our way to Nefertiti place; I had my guards and Mala guards nearby as well, some of them behind us.

"Mala, I've already told you what she's like," I said to her, wondering why she was asking me this question again when I had told her earlier, multiple times.

"Yes, okay, you did, but you didn't tell me if she was, you know, nice," Mala said.

"Nice?" I said, raising a brow.

We were given entrance to make our way further into Nefertiti's place.

I watch as Mala's eyes widened at her surrounding. Nefertiti was one for arts, so of course, her entranceway was filled with crafts, dancers, and more.

"Yes, is she nice?" Mala said.

"I suppose, well, she isn't mean, I suppose. I'm fine with her." I said, and before we made our way into Nefertiti Home, the doors opened.

Right there stood Nefertiti with a small smile on her face.

"Hello, there son and company." She said, staring at Mala and me.

Mala's eyes widened as she took Nefertiti in.

"You're beautiful," Mala said out of nowhere.

I watch Nefertiti's eyes widened.

"Ah, son, you have come to introduced this woman to me? What is your name? Ah, come in come in, let us speak in private." Nefertiti said.

We followed her in, and we followed her a bit until we reach a room that themed was as if we were in the wild forest.

"Sit, sit." She said, and we did.

"So, Tut. What are the reasons behind your visit? Is it to introduce me to her or you came here for something else? By the way, what is your name? It's okay to talk to me without Tut permission; men don't rule us in my home." Nefertiti said.

"My name is Amala; it is a pleasure to meet you," Mala said, and Nefertiti smiled.

"You're a unique soul. Amala, I sense that about you." Nefertiti said.

"Well, I won't beat around the bush. As you know, I am not the type to, so I think it's time that we end him." I said, and Nefertiti's eyes widened.

"Alright, I'm in," Nefertiti said.

Mala's eyes widened. There was a reason why I came to Nefertiti first because I know she wouldn't hesitate to join in.

As I said, my father had enemies he was unsure of.

Including one of his wives, well two of his wives counting Renequa. Who my younger brother Kronos already has joined us as well, besides she owes us one as well.

"You didn't even hesitate." Mala pointed out.

"There is no need for hesitation," Nefertiti said to her.

"When you know someone needs to be taken down, you know," Nefertiti said, and I nodded my head, agreeing with her.

"He wants me to marry Ankhesenamun," I said.

"Of course he does, you're not marrying my daughter. She is your sister." Nefertiti said.

"I agree," I said to her.

"Well, what do you have planned?" Nefertiti asked, and I told her.

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