All the jewels...

 

There were men on tall dark horses.  They were coming for me.  I didn't know what I had done wrong.  Though, in the king's eyes... All was wrong unless done by him.  I had no idea what the king's men wanted with me, I would never know.  I ran to the basement holding my dearest baby brother.  He was only but 5 months old.  The last thing I would have wanted would have been for them to take him.
   It was hard to survive under the rule of a king who did not care for the well being of his people.  I had witnessed him, personally hack the head off a young man, simply for the joy of it.  What ever he wanted with me, couldn't have been good.
   I tried so hard to hide, but it was no use, I found a basket and placed my brother inside, then walked back up the stairs.  If my fate was death, so be it.  May God have mercy on my gypsy soul. If I am to die, may it be with dignity.  Let no one degrade me.
   I reached the top off the stairs and looked the main guard in the eye, then lifted my hands close together, the men acted quick, twisting my arms behind my back and binding my wrists together.  They then threw me on the back of a horse and had me hauled to the kingdom.
   I arrived and was thrown to the ground, then dragged to a room full of women servants.  The head guard looked at me, then at the servants, and said, "Make sure she's cleaned up for dinner." Then he slammed the door behind him.  The women approached and led me to a bath, they stripped my clothes and began cleaning me, then dressed me in several layers of silk and a transparent veil.  I felt unfaithful, and unholy.  I was in an outfit suited for only the eyes of a husband, but instead, I knew I was going to be tonight's entertainment.  There were coins and beads hanging from my top, and from my skirt.  Holding my veil in place was a sort of crown with strings of beads hanging from it.
     They layered my eyes with thick black make-up and lined my eyes with jewels.  They pierced a hole through my belly button and hung jewels there, and through my ears.
     I was brought down to dinner with chains on my wrists and neck, and I was being lead by servants, as if I were a dog.  The humility was unreal.  I couldn't help but think of my family back home.  My sisters and brother, my mother and father, they had no idea where I was.  I reached the dinning room, and I was sat behind a curtain.  I heard a muffled voice from the other side, then the curtain swung open.  There was the king, standing at the top of the steps, and the two princes right beside him.
    "Well go on Raamses she's all yours!"  The younger prince said.
    " Oh Moses, I believe you can have this one." The older prince said.
    " Well I suppose if you insist." Moses said, and the crowds surrounding the court began to chuckle.  He stuck his finger out towards me and said "What a charming desert gem." then he brushed his finger under my chin.  I grew furious.  I was humiliated, being mocked, and I was in chains.  So I struck at him like a viper, and bit his finger. "Ow!" he cried out.  " You little bi-..."
     "Guards please take her to prince Moses's chambers and get her ready." Said Rameses. That was the last straw.  They had one man escort me to Moses's room, and as soon as the door closed, I ripped the chains out of his hand, then used all my strength and elbowed the back of his head.  It was my chance to run.  So I did, I used the chains and scaled out the window.  I reached the bottom and heard the servant say, "I'm sorry sir, she's gone, there was nothing I could do!"