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  Series:
      Part 1 of A_Slave's_Trust,_and_A_Slave's_Love
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      Published: 2017-04-20 Completed: 2017-06-12 Chapters: 12/12 Words: 16723
****** The Golden Days of Egypt ******
by Wheres_my_cravat
Summary
     Pharaoh Khrevai has been at the throne since his father's passing
     almost 15 years prior. Now, a 27 year old man, he is quite accustomed
     to the life of a God in the mortal realm. Who wanted to spend time in
     the Du'at anyway? He'd much rather order humans around. One day while
     Khrevai was wandering his palace he came across a Hebrew slave trying
     to learn to read hieroglyphics within the palace. Instead of throwing
     him out of the palace for being where he shouldn't, he tries to teach
     him a few things about reading and writing. It just so happens that
     he has a fondness for this certain slave, maybe the kid has a future
     in the palace as more than a slave for cleaning?
     *COMPLETED WORK IN ONGOING SERIES*
Notes
     This is just another excuse for me to write gay shit, and play on my
     favorite pieces of the world. Judge or don't judge, I don't care. I
     love this too much.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** The Hebrew Slave *****
Egypt was a beautiful land filled with lush veridian foliage along the sacred
Nile River and the rich culture of a polytheistic society. I had always enjoyed
living here. Of course my experience was individual to me, since there can only
be one Pharaoh at a time. My rain started when I was 12. My father, the former
Pharaoh passed on to the next life, and left me behind to guide his people as
his father had him. With that change my name had been changed from Levi, to
Khrevai. A name suiting the embodiment of a God.
To my people I was a God. The star overseeing all of the great kingdom of
Egypt. Life was good as a God. Especially when I first became pharaoh as a
child. My advisers did all the work, and I went to festivals and celebrations
as the figurehead of the nation, while my scribes and court advisers made most
of the decisions regarding my kingdom. As I grew older however, the weight of
the kingdom was transferred to my shoulders. I no longer needed court advisers
to make all my decisions. And thus, Pharaoh Khrevai carried on the great
kingdom forward through time.
I hadn’t done much in all honesty. I kept the peace, and furthered trade as far
as we could reach. There were no wars, and famines were few and far between.
The people were happy, and so was I. My reputation was that of a stoic God.
Fierce and powerful, but benevolent to people of all social classes. Even if
you came to Egypt as a slave, it wasn’t inconceivable for you to make your way
up to noble ranking.
My people loved me and I loved my people. That is to say, I oversee them. I
have not spoken to my people directly for some time, and thought that maybe a
trip to the market in nobles clothing would give me an accurate view of my
kingdom. Or perhaps I could send one of my servants to do so instead, as I was
very busy with business during the times of day when the market was busy.
My attentions were pulled away from my thoughts when my head advisor addressed
me informally to get me to notice him.
“Levi.” I lifted my hand from its placement under my chin. I had nearly fallen
asleep on my throne.
“What is it Erwin?”
“We have been asked to move the harvest times a little later into the spring.
The Nile has been flooding later than usual.”
“Of course Erwin, send my approval.”
“You have also been asked to be present at one of the nobles weddings next
week.”
“Who is it?”
“Madam Hanji.”
“Oh. Her. She is valuable to our court so I see no reason as to why I can’t
go.”
“That is all for today.”
“Thank the Gods.” I rose from my position on my throne and stretched. It had
been a long day of calculations and questions.
“I am going to retire to my chambers if I am no longer needed for today.” Erwin
nodded and I headed to my room.
The heavy gold collar hanging around my neck weighed on my shoulders and it
would be heavenly to remove it for the day. My thoughts once again returned to
my people and the kingdom. The Nile had become slightly less predictable, which
could become a problem, and there had been an increase in Hebrews within the
kingdom. More and more canaanites had been traveling to Egypt. Some for trade,
but more often than not they came here as slaves.
For one reason or another there was an uprise in the numbers of Hebrew peoples,
their tan skin making them stand out against the fairer skinned Egyptians, who
stayed under shade as much as possible to avoid exposure to the sun. They made
excellent workers, so slave traders were making a killing off of them. I didn’t
really know how to handle the issue, as slaves in Egypt were treated better
than any of the other neighboring kingdoms. If you were a slave, Egypt was the
place to be. Our class system allowed for them to bring themselves up in the
world if they had the capacity for education.I couldn’t just outlaw it, but it
still felt strange to see so many filing into Egypt from other lands.
As if on cue, I almost tripped over a man crouching on the ground trying to
scribble something down onto a sheet of papyrus. His Shendyt was clean, but
worn looking, as if he had done much work in his life wearing that. This clue
suggested he must be a slave. His reddish-tan skin and brown hair proved him to
be a Hebrew boy, but his placement was confusing. Why was he this close to my
sleeping quarters? Did he know where he was?
“Excuse me. What are you doing here?” The boy dropped what he was working on
and whipped around.
“I am so sorry sir, I’ve been learni-” He paused as he looked up and realized
who he was talking to. His eyes met mine briefly and I noticed how beautiful
they were. Almost as brilliant as the Nile herself. Immediately he bowed to me
and apologized at my feet.
“Stand up brat. What are you doing down here?” The boy looked around and paled.
“Oh no, I had no idea I had wandered this far into the palace! I am so sorry
Pharaoh. Forgive me please.”
“What were you doing down here?”
“I was trying to practice reading and writing hieroglyphics. I am studying to
be a scribe.” I nodded to him.
“That is a noble profession. I don’t recommend spending your time so close to
the chambers of the pharaoh next time you try to learn. Be careful.” I paused
for a moment.
“On second thought, how about we strike a deal?”
“A deal?”
“Yes. If you go to the market everyday to learn about the people for me, I will
teach you how to read and write.” The boy’s eyes lit up. How beautiful.
“Deal!” I nodded again and told him to meet me at the same place the following
evening, and that I would be here to hear from him about the people and give
him his first lesson.
With that I returned to my chambers for a well deserved rest.
***** The Market Place *****
Chapter Summary
     Just shopping and garden appreciation.
Chapter Notes
     Thanks for continuing to read this fic! I am not sure how long this
     will go. That will depend on you guys!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
I had not been expecting the pharaoh to give me a offer of all things. That day
when I had finished cleaning the main court and taking care of the gardens, I
had wondered around the palace trying to read the hieroglyphs and writing down
as many as I could recognize of a papyrus scroll. I really wanted to learn so I
could become a more important slave and maybe earn some coin for my sister and
I. I hadn’t realized that when I became too engulfed in reading the walls that
I had wandered into the royal chamber’s hall. This was not a huge offence, as I
did work here and my job was to clean, but we weren’t suppose to disturb the
pharaoh or disrespect his space.
When I looked up to see the pharaoh after he’d startled me, I half expected him
to throw me out of the palace. Any other noble would have. However, Pharaoh
Khrevai instead offered me a deal. It was confusing to say the least, but I was
more than willing to hold up my end of the bargain. I knew the pharaoh had no
obligation to keep up his end of the deal, but something told me he would. I
didn’t think Gods made a habit of breaking promises.
After the pharaoh had retired to his chambers, I left to the servants quarters.
It was a section of the palace where the servants spent their nights. Just
enough space for beds, and comfort accommodations. By no means was it grand,
but it was still better than the streets.
I retreated to the slaves section of the servants quarters. Those of us who
were owned by the pharaoh instead of hired slept in a separate section. There
was sleeping quarters beyond that that were for courtesans, and the men and
women trained to please nobles and the pharaoh himself, if called upon. pharaoh
Khrevai had yet to choose any courtesans for himself so they didn’t have much
to do aside from eat and sleep. My sister, Mikasa was one of them. She didn’t
have to much to do during the day so we spent my time off enjoying the gardens
and the green spaces of the palace.
I took a long look at my bed. It was just a bed. It had a plain wooden frame,
and a thin feather cushion covered in a blanket. Egypt could get surprisingly
cold at night, in stark contrast with its sweltering days. I curled into bed,
and pulled the blanket around me. Most of the other beds in the servants
quarters were filled, so the body heat plus the blankets was more than enough
for us all to keep warm through the night.
_________
The next morning I went to the market to gather supplies for an important meal
to be prepared for the pharaoh, and I decided this would be the opportune time
to fulfill my end of the deal with his majesty. I had plenty of money on me to
buy whatever was needed for the meal, and I pulled the list given to me by one
of the court advisers. With me I carried a basket made of woven reeds from
along the Nile so I had something to carry what I bought.
I gently browsed and perused the different stalls in the loud and bustling
market place. There were people from all walks of life out this morning, as
there always was. African traders from farther south, strangers in gleaming
Armour from the north, and all manner of odd foreigners. Of course there were
regulars among them. People I saw at the market every time I visited.
I browsed the different fruits and meats available for purchase, and picked the
finest looking cuts of meat and the freshest looking fruit for the pharaoh’s
special meal. I also purchased some cheeses and wine for his majesty. When the
basic grocery shopping had been taking care of, I started talking with
merchants and customers alike about their thoughts on Egypt. I asked questions
about what they thought on the state of the laws, and current military prowess.
I also asked questions about the pharaoh himself.
Many people were impressed by Egypt’s might, and only had small criticisms,
while others were appalled by the structures in place. Social structures like
the equality between the two genders. Apparently, nobles from other lands
didn’t like the idea of their women being people with rights. Idiots. Women
were always an integral part of society’s continued function. Outsiders said
that they often enjoyed their trips to Egypt because of it’s beauty and
grandness, and that the long trip in the sweltering heat was worth the
enjoyment of an oasis like Egypt.
Slavery was still prevalent in Egypt, I was proof of that, but slaves were
treated very well in comparison to other countries. We got food regularly and
could work comfortably if we gained a higher education. I couldn’t speak for
prisoners of war or criminals who were forced into slavery, but peasants like
myself who went into slavery willingly for a roof over our head and food to
eat, had a bearable life. We still had almost no rights, and couldn’t own
anything unless willed by our masters, but as a slave working in the palace I
had certain privileges that other slaves did not.
When my legs grew tired and I was due to return with the supplies, I left for
the Palace. I wondered if the Pharaoh would keep his word for a meager slave,
but I knew at the very least I would see him again so he could learn of his
people's thoughts. The reed basket in my arms was growing heavy, so I quickly
returned to the Palace. After making sure that the kitchens received my
delivery, I made my way to the gardens to begin my daily duties.
Today I was assigned the west gardens. They were smaller than any of the other
gardens, but I preferred them more. It was an oasis. One would never know it
was in the middle of a desert without prior knowledge. These gardens housed
more flowers than anything else. The area was enclosed by the walls of the
palace, and tall papyrus reeds and narcissus flowers grew around the edge of a
small pond in the middle of the garden. Among others, daisies, roses, and
mandrake flowers could be found growing around the pathways and lotus flowers
rose peacefully from the waters within the pond.
The plants around the pond needed no watering, but I still went to the pond to
collect water into a small clay urn I was carrying. With it I watered the
flowers around the outside edges, taking small trips back to the pond to fill
the urn a few times more. When this was done, I stayed a bit longer to admire
the beauty of the garden. My admiration was cut short when I noticed Ra’s sun
falling behind the horizon, so I returned in doors.
It was time to see if the Pharaoh would keep his promise.
Chapter End Notes
     Don't forget to comment and tell me what you want to read next
     chapter as well as what you thought of this one! Thanks again :)
     (Also, I realize that some of the facts about slavery don't add up
     here, but stick with me. Slavery wasn't really common until the New
     Kingdom, and this is suppose to take place in the Old Kingdom. That
     and travelers were very rare, I just liked the idea of foreigners so
     don't shoot me XD)
***** The Lesson *****
Chapter Summary
     Levi keeps his promise.
Chapter Notes
     Thank you fro being patient with me.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
I was nervous as hell. It wasn’t every day that one got to see a god in person,
and had already run into him once yesterday. I felt really strange about this
whole situation. The Pharaoh himself caught me snooping around his quarters
(although it was an accident, he had no reason to believe me), and for some
reason he wanted me to go talk to his people. What was strange about this is
that he could have asked one of the higher status slaves, like the servants or
even one of the Court Advisers personal slaves. I wasn’t a personal slave, in
fact I wasn’t even Egyptian, and I certainly didn’t spend much time near the
nobles or the advisers let alone the Pharaoh.
I suppose his reasoning was that I wouldn’t be seen as someone of high status
and so people wouldn’t hold their opinions back from me. The other strange
thing was that he didn’t need to strike a deal with me and he knew it. All the
Pharaoh needed to do was order me and I would have had to do it, but instead he
was going to reward me? I was puzzled by his odd behavior but did my best to
refrain from questioning him. He was a god after all. His logic could be beyond
my understanding, and it was best to just trust in his judgement.
I picked up my pace on my walk to where we had met yesterday. I didn’t want to
disrespect him by being late. That’s the last thing I wanted to do.The sun had
started to set, and the last rays of sunlight were shedding an orange glow on
the palace. Warm halls had an amber feel to them, and the temperature was
comfortable. The sweltering heat that was signature to Egypt was fading with
the sun.
Within a few minutes I made it to where I had been studying the walls prior to
being caught by the Pharaoh. He hadn’t arrived yet so it was just me standing
in the amber light. I set my eyes on the wall in front of me. The hieroglyphics
here were just recounts of family history. Nothing super partial to Egyptian
history, but important to Pharaoh Khrevai, surely. I couldn’t really read it,
but I could at least guess what it said. My solo studies weren’t really going
so well for me, which is why I was hoping the Pharaoh wouldn’t get bored of me
and regret his decision to help.
Reaching towards the stone, I traced the the outlines of the designs painted on
the wall. It was cold to the touch, and only a little rough to the touch. I had
always been interested in language. The way it can last longer than anything
else. It was so flexible. You could speak it, draw it, write it, or imply it
and it’s meaning doesn’t change. Language could theoretically last forever. It
could outlast people, and civilizations. I wanted to learn how to use it so I
could put my own mark on history. It was crazy to think about life beyond my
own. Not to mention it was really beautiful to look at on the wall.
“Wow. I guess you really do like language then.”
The sound startled the life out of me and I flipped around, my back against the
wall. Panting and frantically looking to see who startled me. I saw Pharaoh
Khrevai, arms crossed. The last remaining light from the sun lit his form, and
glittered off his decorated collar. A small smirk adorned his lips, his black
hair sharply framed his eyes, and his eyes were silver softened by slight
amusement. I relaxed a bit and took a deep breath. I leaned down on one knee
and bowed my head.
“Sorry your majesty. I was not paying attention to my surroundings.” I kept my
head facing the floor.
“You’re fine. It was entertaining. Stand up. You don’t need to bow.” I stood
up.
“Yes your majesty.” He uncrossed his arms.
“You don’t have to call me that either, no one knows we’re here and it’s
annoying.”
“Okay...my lord?” I was really confused by this. The Pharaoh didn’t want me to
show my respect?
“I guess that’s better. What’s your name brat?”
“Eren, my Lord.” He wants to know my name too? How strange.
“Eren, that’s a nice name. Is it Hebrew?”
“Yes my Lord. Thank you.”
There was silence for a few moments while the Pharaoh studied me and I guess
tried to think of something to say. I tried to avoid his gaze as to not be
disrespectful, even though his eyes were very beautiful. I was a little fidgety
and tapped my wrist, shifting from foot to foot. The silence was kind of
awkward and I didn’t know what to do about it. There was a god standing in
front of me, and the ruler of all of Egypt was sizing me up.
“Did you do what I asked?”
“Of course my Lord!”
“And?”
“Your people are impressed by your command over Egypt. You have ruled well.
Foreigners see this place as an oasis and have mentioned your reputation as a
strong benevolent leader.”
“And that is the truth?”
“That is what I heard from your people, and I would never lie to you my lord.
Slaves honor! If I couldn’t be trusted then I wouldn’t be working in the
palace.”
“Hmm. And what do you think of Egypt?”
“You want my opinion, my Lord?”
“Well, yes.”
“I would rather be here than anywhere else. It’s beautiful, and not a horrible
place for slaves.” What a strange thing to ask of a slave. I had no power to
change my station currently. Why would he want to know what I thought?
“That’s good to hear. I’d like to know that what I have done as a ruler has
made a difference for all my people.”
I nodded. That made sense. As a ruler and a god among men I’m sure that his
people must be important to him. I was still an outsider however. I couldn’t
understand why he chose me. Sure, I have lived in Egypt my whole life, but I
was not Egyptian. Anyone with eyes could see that. I was clearly not of this
land.
“Well I guess I should keep my end of the deal.”
“If it’s not too much to ask my Lord.”
“You seriously don’t have to use any titles for me, Eren.”
“What will I call you then?”
“Just call me Levi.”
I was pretty sure that I looked hella stupid, because I had looked so confused
for the past few minutes.
“But that’s your personal name?”
“And I’m giving you permission to use it.”
“Okay...Levi.”
“Thank you. Only use it when we’re in private though.” I nodded.
Levi turned around and beckoned with his hand for me to follow him to where
ever he was going. He led me down a few hallways and by now all the natural
light had faded. Instead torches were lit along the hallway. i made sure to
keep at least two feet between Levi and I to make sure I didn’t get in his
personal space. As we walked I noticed that despite the authority of his
physical presence, he was rather short. Not really shorter than me, mind you,
but we were at the same height and I wasn’t exactly a tall person.
After turning down a few different corridors, Levi led me to a small study room
with papyrus scrolls filling urns all around and a few different tables with
work spaces. The walls had no writing on them, but there were plenty of ink,
carving, and art supplies to do so if needed. I walked in the room, and Levi
shut the door. He motioned for me to take a seat, so I sat down on a stool next
to a table and Levi joined me. He grabbed papyrus scroll and a writing utensil.
“May I ask you a question Levi?”
“You may.”
“Why aren’t you wearing your headpiece?”
“It’s hot and gross after wearing it all day. I’d rather not wear it when I
don’t have too.”
“Ah, I see.”
Levi grabbed my hand and put the paintbrush in my hand.
“Show me what you know so far so I know where to start.”
I spent the next couple hours trying again and again to write sentences and
Levi helped to fix what I wrote and guided my hand occasionally. Every time he
did I would blush, and I hoped he couldn’t tell. Soon I was writing full words.
The symbols were complicated and I was sure that it would take me awhile to get
the hang of it. Levi was a surprisingly patient teacher and I really
appreciated his help. I even had fun! Who knew the Pharaoh was not to different
from the ordinary folk? Of course he was still a god, and I had no right to
think of him like that, those thoughts made him more relatable.
The more I thought of him, the more I realized that if we had been born on
equal footing I was sure the two of us would have been great friends. He was
treating me as if I was his equal, and it was the single strangest thing I’d
ever experienced, but I treasured it. The more I worked with him and he helped
me I noticed things about him. On his throne he always seemed to have a scowl
on his face. I had always assumed it was a man of angry temperament, but
sitting here with him he seemed to be a much more optimistic person than
anticipated. Err...optimistic god...I mean. He frequently smiled, and that
scowl he was so known for was nowhere to be seen. I guess he liked language as
much as I did.
“Oi. Eren. Are you paying attention?” I was jolted from my daydreaming by
Levi’s hand on my shoulder.
“Huh? Oh, I’m sorry. What did you say?”
“Actually, I was thinking we should probably retire for the evening. It’s
almost morning.”
“Oh really.” I yawned and he chuckled.
“That just proves my point.” Levi seemed pretty tired as well. He stood up and
I grabbed his arm. It was a pretty ballsy move, but he had been treating me
like an equal so I took the risk.
“Wait. Can I ask you another question?” He turned so he could see me.
“Yes, what is it?”
“How come you haven’t chosen any courtesans or personal slaves? I’m sorry if
that’s not-”
“It’s fine.” Levi frowned. “The truth is I don’t know. I haven’t found one I
like I guess. I would need to trust them, and I don’t see how I could come to
trust someone I haven’t met.”
“That’s fair.”
“Why do you ask?”
“My sister is a courtesan.”
“Well that could have been awkward.” Smirked Levi. I shook my head.
“We’re just slaves, Levi.” Levi frowned.
“Please don’t say that. You’re never ‘just’ anything.” He walked to the door
and turned to say one more thing.
“I’ll see you tomorrow at the same time.”
“Really?” I smiled. With Levi helping, I knew I’d learn in no time.
“Sure thing brat.” He gave me a soft smile.
And with that he left the room.
Chapter End Notes
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***** The Next Day *****
Chapter Summary
     Boring shit.
Chapter Notes
     Filler. Sorry guys.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
My duties the next day were pretty much the same. I had to water one of the
gardens, but this time instead of going to the market place, I was needed
elsewhere. The Nile had been flooding later and later, it seemed every year.
One of the palace nobles asked me to go to the fields and see how far the the
sowing of the fields was going. Apparently all the sowing and harvests were
moving later and later in the year to match the flooding of the Nile. This
wasn’t a huge problem, but if they planted too early the seeds would drown, and
if they planted too late the harvest would be washed out into the Nile. It was
important they timed the stages at the right times.
Of course I was anxiously awaiting the time when I’d be able to see the Pharaoh
again. He was kind, and I really enjoyed the time I spent with him. However, my
sister Mikasa was skeptical. She thought that the Pharaoh had some ulterior
motive. Why else would he want to see a slave like me, but I told her that was
silly, and also highly rude of her to think that of the Pharaoh. I already felt
like I could trust him. I also thought that Mikasa was a little jealous of him
because he was taking up all of my free time I’d usually spend with her.
After finishing with my duties in the fields, I asked the farmers what they
thought of the Kingdom for Levi. They all had fairly good things to say as
well. Their only complaint was that they wished they got more breaks, but even
they quickly mentioned that they were grateful for the pay, and that Egypt was
one of the few places they knew of that paid their laborers with as much food
and beer as they wanted. It made sense of course to keep your laborers in fine
health, so I was sure that they weren’t lying when they said they got plenty of
food.
The fields looked good too. They had been plowed and sowed, and I was sure the
laborers were proud of their work. I was sure to mention this to the noble who
sent me. Egypt was as beautiful as ever, and I knew it was thanks to Pharaoh
Khrevai. He does more then I think he realizes to help his people, and his
wisdom his major part of why Egypt was doing so well. Anyone who saw the desert
surrounding Egypt would attest that they would never had imagined a
civilization as powerful as Egypt could exist here, and yet here it stood.
Tall, golden, and stronger than ever. All thanks to the Nile, and Pharaoh
Khrevai (there is also something to be said about Levi’s predecessors, but he
didn’t exactly inherit the perfect Egypt).
I even told Mikasa this the other day, but she said that I was developing a
crush for the Pharaoh, and that hero worship never ends well. I told her to
shut up, and that she was just jealous of Levi taking up all my time. I knew
Mikasa probably had a crush on me, but I didn’t feel that way about her, and
besides. Only the Gods and the royal family were allowed to marry family
members. Not to mention neither of us had the money to marry anyone to begin
with. I loved her, just not in THAT way. I was pretty sure I was gay anyway. I
had never liked women in a romantic manor, and I had been caught staring at
plenty of good looking male nobles before. I was pretty sure that was a pretty
convincing sign that I preferred dick. And that’s without mentioning the dreams
I had been having as of late...like the one I had last night about the Pharaoh.
When I finished my work outside of the palace, I returned to my cleaning duties
within the palace walls. Mostly cleaning halls, and organising supplies in
studies. I even cleaned the room Levi and I were in yesterday. It looked much
better and I was proud of my work. I didn’t water any gardens today, which was
too bad because that was one of my favorite things to do. The gardens were
always so peaceful and beautiful. I mostly just busied myself until I could go
see Levi. When dinner came around, I ate with the other slaves and I couldn’t
wait to see Levi when the sun final decided to set.
Would it be to much for Ra to hurry his journey just a bit, so I could see
Levi? I guess so since he was born and killed everyday on his journey across
the sky. I guess he might not want to speed up or slow down the process. I just
couldn’t wait.
Finally, the sun started to set and I hurried to our meeting spot. This time
Levi was there before I was. He seemed a little tense, but I could tell that he
was glad to see me when he relaxed.
“Evening, Brat.”
“Good Evening, Levi.” I smiled and he smiled back.
Chapter End Notes
     ;')
***** The Personal Slave *****
Chapter Summary
     Levi grants Eren what he wants.
Chapter Notes
     This chapter is longer then any of my other chapters in this work,
     and it's because I just didn't want to stop writing XD and I just
     didn't have the heart to cut it into two different chapters...so
     here!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“How are you Levi?” I waved and moved closer to him, next to the wall.
“I am well. Actually quite tired today sadly. I had a long day.” He rubbed the
space between his eyebrows and sighed.
“It's okay if you need to rest.” I didn't want to be a nuisance. That was the
last thing I wanted Levi to think of me.
“No...no it's fine. I think it'd do me some good to talk about something other
than the future of the kingdom for once.”
He leaned up against the wall of Hieroglyphics and set his eyes on the ceiling.
There wasn't any writing up there, and I think that might have been the point.
He clearly didn't feel like seeing the extra visual input. I leaned up against
the wall next to him, and following his line of sight, I gazed at the ceiling
as well. Just clean, smooth stone. No distractions, nothing extraordinary. Levi
breathed in and out, and I synced my breathing with his. We shared a few silent
moments together and I felt distinctly privileged to be spending even these
couple seconds in his presence.
“I saw the Nile today, Levi. It was beautiful. I don't get to go that far from
the palace usually.” I glanced toward him and his gaze met mine. I smiled.
“That sounds nice. I would have liked to see the Nile today. Was it really
hot?” I laughed at that. He smiled softly and looked at the stone floor. “Yeah
I guess that was a stupid question.”
“Do you want to hear what the farmers thought about Egypt?” Levi shook his
head.
“Not today Eren, I'd rather avoid talking about the kingdom right now.”
“Okay.” I pushed myself off the wall and gave him my biggest smile. “I guess
I'll just have to cheer you up then!” Levi scoffed at my remark, but his smile
remained on his lips. I pointed to the wall behind him. “What does this wall
say?”
Levi pushed himself from the wall and directed his attention to the symbols.
His left hand glazed over a portion of the old ink. It began at, from what I
could tell, the birth of a child, and ended at the weighing of the heart before
Anubis. I could tell that much by the drawings of Anubis, but what was unclear
was the story between those two spaces. My reading skills were only a little
better than my writing skills. I could make out some words like ‘united’ and
‘balance’ but that was about it.
“It recounts the life of one of my grandfathers. Not sure how many years ago,
but I believe his name was Djoser? He was born here a long time ago, before
there was an Egypt. People still lived here, but they were scattered all along
the Nile in villages and small tribes. They warred against each other, and it
was common for people to lose their lives at the hand of another tribe. My
grandfather united all the villages and tribes along the Nile, and he ruled as
the very first king of Egypt. When he reached his final days…” Levi's hand
traveled farther toward the drawing of Anubis. “...he completed his journey to
stand before Osiris and have his heart weighed. Anubis proved his heart to be
true, and he continued into the afterlife.”
“Huh. Do all of the writings here account for family member's lives?” I
examined the drawing of Anubis, and couldn't help but think that even though he
must be handsome, Levi was much more handsome than Anubis seemed to be.
“No, many of the writings recount pieces of history, as well as children's
stories, folk tales and plenty of other things. Some were written by me, some
by servants and slaves, and some were written by the historians or my parents.
If you look close enough you can find graffiti.”
“Oh really? Isn't that disrespectful?” I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms,
popping my hip to the side.
“Well yeah, but if people didn't write graffiti on the walls then where would I
go for entertainment?” Levi chuckled.
“Well you could come talk to me.” I grumbled to myself just a bit too quiet for
him to hear.
“Come on, brat.”
He turned to walk to the study he'd led me to yesterday, and waved for me to
follow. I quickly walked behind him. I thought that he might not want to teach
me today because of his mood, but he was kind enough to carry through with
continuing the lessons. I couldn’t help but be grateful for his kindness. He
didn’t have to help me at all, and I really enjoyed seeing him. As we walked
along the different corridors, following the same path as yesterday, I once
again found myself looking Levi up and down from behind. I knew it was very
disrespectful, but he was just so beautiful. Clearly a side effect of being a
God on Earth. The muscles of his back were clearly exposed to the Egyptian air,
and the gold of his collar and the lining of his shendyt only accentuated the
cream of his skin.
I swallowed, and tried to direct my gaze elsewhere. It wouldn’t be very good
for the Pharaoh to catch me staring at him. That, and I knew if I continued to
stare, that my gaze would drift farther south, and I would be mortified for the
Pharaoh to catch my eyes drifting THERE. Sadly, his shendyt hugged his ass so
nicely...and there I was starring...Damn it. Finally we made it to the study
room, and I pulled up a chair for myself. Levi once again grabbed a papyrus
scroll and we got to work. We worked through some new characters and I was
feeling fairly good about myself when a thought struck me.
“So...Levi?”
“Yes?” He set the paintbrush he was holding down so he could give me all of his
attention.
“What’s your favorite color?”
“My...favorite color?”
“Well, yeah.”
“Um green, I guess. I’ve never really been asked that before.” He chuckled and
rubbed the back of his neck. “Not really important for rule, I suppose.”
“Yeah but it’s important to me.” I smiled for him again, and I hoped his night
was at least a little bit better. That’s all I could ask for.
“So what’s your favorite color then, Eren?”
“Oh, why, my favorite color is Silver.”
“Why is that?”
“It’s so rare in Egypt, and it stands out against everything here.” I realized
the true reason why it was my favorite color when I paid attention to Levi’s
eyes. Shining plated silver, as if his eyes were truly made of the rare
material. I felt a flush raise to my cheeks.
We continued with our lesson after that, and I tried to focus my mind on the
shaping and design of the symbols. However my eyes seemed to have other plans.
They kept drifting to Levi. When he’d reach for me to guide my hand in a
certain character, I would pay more attention to the strength in his hand then
the learning of the letter, and when our eyes met to emphasize a point, I let
my gaze linger longer than I needed to. Levi didn’t seem to notice. That, or he
simply didn’t care.
Later in the night, Levi’s earlier fatigue was starting to get to him. He was
reprimanding me less when I messed up, and moved slower than he had. Even now,
he was leaning on his hand propped up on the table as I tried scribbling out a
sentence. I was getting better all thanks to Levi, but Levi looked like he
could fall over at any time. His eyes were droopy, and I could tell he was
having a rough time keeping his hold on consciousness.
“Hey Levi?” Levi rubbed his face with his palm to try and wake himself up.
“Hmmnn?”
“Maybe we should retire for the night?”
“Are you done?”
“I'll be fine for tonight. I’ve already learned a whole lot from these two
nights.”
“I’m glad.” A small small graced his lips.
____________
The next few weeks went pretty much the same. I did my work around the palace,
and came to meet Levi at sunset. He slowly stopped asking for my reports from
the people, but for some reason he continued to try and teach me how to read
and write the more formal writing styles. It was like he just wanted to
continue spending time with me, but that couldn’t be the case...could it? He
was just obligated to fulfill his promise...right? However, even that didn’t
make any sense.
Mikasa became more and more jealous as the days went on. She could tell I was
developing feelings for the Pharaoh, and according to her, he was clearly
returning them. She was angry that I enjoyed his company in a way that I
couldn't enjoy her company. I even had to tell her to back off, otherwise
people would start to wonder what was going on between Mikasa and I. I didn’t
want to answer those questions because soon enough they’d want to know what we
were arguing about.
The sisterly side of Mikasa was scared that Levi really was only doing this to
get something from me, and when I asked her what she smacked me on the shoulder
and told me to guess. When I apparently couldn’t get it through my head, she
blushed and muttered to herself that I was, ‘really gonna make her say it’.
Then of course she coughed and flicked my shoulder for good measure, before
grumbling ‘sex’. I flicked her back, because if that was really what the
Pharaoh wanted then all he had to do was order me. I mean, he was a God after
all, and the Pharaoh of Egypt. I’d have to do whatever he said anyway. Not that
I minded in the least bit, but I didn’t share that specific information with
Mikasa. I thought she could probably guess.
My reading skills were getting much better, even though my writing skills were
still a bit lacking. More recently, Levi started taking me to go see different
parts of the palace where people had written graffiti and I had to admit some
of it was kind of funny. Very disrespectful, but funny. More and more, Levi and
I’s interactions were becoming more intimate. I always hugged him before I
would leave to go to bed, and I couldn’t tell you how good it felt to be held
in Levi’s arms. I felt safe, and warm in an intoxicating way whenever we
hugged. I could only imagine how it would feel to fit my lips agains- no….What
was I saying. I could never do that. I would never disrespect Levi like that.
Not unless he initiated it.
Anyway, Levi and I were getting much closer as the days went by, and I knew
that what we had was unique. In fact, I had started paying closer attention to
him during events and special dinners and I realized that Levi never smiled or
laughed in any way at those events the same way he did when he was around me.
It made me really happy that I was the only one that got to see a side of Levi
that was happy and hopeful. There was also another part of me however, that
really was worried about the reason Levi never showed this side of himself to
anybody else. Had he been hurt?
Tonight Levi and I had another meeting planned just as usual, but this time I
want to to see if he liked me. Sure, he hadn’t chosen a personal slave yet, but
he said it was because he needed someone he trusted. I was hoping that maybe, I
could be that person for Levi. I knew that I trusted Levi, I just didn’t know
if he trusted me. I wanted him to trust me. I knew I wouldn’t let him down. I
promised that I would be the best slave I could be, and maybe I could do
something to help him be a little happier. Just maybe.
When the day fell to night and the sun fell behind the horizon I made my way to
go see Levi. When I arrived to our usual meeting place, I could see that Levi
had arrived before me. I smiled in greeting and he smiled back.
“Good evening, Eren.”
“And to you, Levi” I went in to give him a hug, and his arms wrapped around me,
sealing me in a strong embrace. There was something about hugging Levi that I
don’t think I could ever get use to. I felt a hope I hadn’t felt since the last
time my mother held me in her arms so many years ago. But all good things must
end, and so I pulled away.
“How was your day?”
“It was good. Just the usual. I watered the south gardens today.”
“Oh, those are my favorite.” Levi took a step closer so that he was only a step
away, and brought his hand to my face. Cupping my cheek in his hand, I leaned
into the touch. “Are you alright? You look anxious.”
“Well yeah, I just wanted to ask you something, and I was kind of nervous.” I
grabbed his hand from my face to hold in my palms.
“Then ask, Eren.”
“Well, you see...I was wondering if you would chose me as your personal slave?”
Levi’s eyes widened and he was jolted slightly.
“You want to be my personal slave? I thought you hated being a slave? Isn’t
that why you wanted to be able to read and write Egyptian? So you could get a
better station?”
“No no no... I never said I hated slavery. It’s the only reason I have a roof
over my head and food in my stomach instead of being dead in the street. I’m
grateful for the opportunity to work for a living.”
“I guess I never thought of it that way.”
“Yeah, I’m too poor to sustain myself. My sister and I sold ourselves into
slavery for a few extra coins. Pretty sad, right?” I chuckled. Levi didn’t seem
amused.
“I wish you didn’t have to do that.”
“Well, I’m glad I did.”
“Why?”
“Because I got to meet you, and I feel uniquely privileged to be able to spend
this time with you.” Levi smirked.
“You are too kind, Eren.”
“So?”
“What?”
“Can I be your personal slave?”
“You know what that means right?”
“That you own me and that I have to do anything for you.”
“You want that?”
“I’d already do anything for you Levi.”
“Well, I’d love for you to be my personal slave Eren. I just would have rather
you were never a slave in the first place.”
“Thank you Levi.” I hugged him again, and let him hold me for as long as he’d
allow. “I know you’d treat me better than anybody else in all of Egypt.”
Chapter End Notes
     Danke meine lieben!
***** Getting Ready *****
Chapter Summary
     Should we have smut next, or is it too early do you think?
Chapter Notes
     Thanks for waiting, I know it's hard, I just really needed to get my
     other fic finished.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“Are you sure you want to be my slave?”
“Yes.”
“Okay.” Levi grabbed my hand, and leaned his face down to it, kissing my
knuckles with his soft lips. “I promise I’ll take care of you Eren.”
“I know you will, but I want to serve you more than anything.” I gave him my
biggest smile. I hoped he could tell that I really did care for him. More than
a slave should.
Still holding my hand, Levi gripped it tighter and started to walk in the
direction of the throne room. I unquestioningly followed behind him. Our bare
feet made slapping sounds onto the smooth stone beneath them, and that was all
that could be heard in the quiet hallways. Light from torches flickered and
created an ambiance that felt intoxicating...or maybe that was just Levi. He
did always make me check my priorities. I would let this beautiful kind God do
anything to me. Soon enough we reached the throne room, and I could see a tall
man with thick eyebrows, and hair that had been bleached by the sun, standing
near the throne scribbling something onto a papyrus scroll. We got his
attention when he realized that it was the Pharaoh standing next to me.
“Pharaoh Khrevai, I thought you retired for the night?” He looked toward me and
raised an eyebrow. Immediately I bowed and apologized for my intrusion at this
hour. He shewed my response because clearly the Pharaoh had something to say.
“You see Erwin, I thought it was about time I chose a personal slave, and this
young slave works here within the palace. He suits my fancy just fine.”
 
“I’ll have him cleaned and trained right away your majesty.” Erwin bowed, and
grabbed my arm. Not tightly, but just enough that I knew he meant business.
My hand fell away from Levi’s and he wished me a good night before saying he
would see me tomorrow. I sincerely hoped it wouldn’t be too long. I had grown
fond of our nightly lessons. Of course, he was never obligated to continue them
in the first place, and I was lucky he indulged in my wishes at all. Levi was
such a kind soul and very handsome too. He was the most beautiful man I had
seen in all of Egypt, and I was sure that it was because of his Godly status.
All that power bottled into a human frame, and he chose me to serve him. Silly
old me. What a strange turn of events. I would have never hoped in a million
years he would say yes to me being his personal slave. Such a thing was an
honor I never that I’d possess.
Erwin led me down a few hallways in the opposite direction to where Levi and I
had been. This was where most of the work within the palace took place. There
were kitchens to the left, stables farther down on the right, craftsman and
architects closer to me on the right and courtesans waiting for someone while
lounging on sofas farther down to the left. Erwin pulled me directly toward the
courtesans. I was relieved to see Mikasa was not one of them. A blush creeped
its way to my cheeks. These women knew every secret on how to pleasure a man.
As we approached them they noticed us, and diverted their attention away from
looking beautiful for a second. One of them stood up to greet us, and the
others circled around me. I could tell they were sizing me up. Eyeing the
curvature of my spine, the lining of my otherwise dirty shendyt, and smoothness
of my skin.
“Who have you brought us to train today Erwin, and who is this lovely lotus
for?” The tallest of the ladies asked, her white robe hooked around her neck
with a gold bangle, and split into two pieces as it traveled down her torso. A
white thin fabric skirt fitted itself around her hips.
“This is Eren, he is Pharaoh Khrevai’s personal slave as of now.” The woman
snickered.
“Finally found one, eh? He is beautiful I will give him that, but we have a
ways to go before he is worthy of a God.”
“Get to work, his majesty wants Eren by tomorrow.” All the girls groaned in
unison, but all of them grabbed me at once.
I was dragged slash quickly hauled to a separate room with a large communal
bathing space. The ladies ripped off my shendyt and I was hit by a moment of
embarrassment before one of them pushed me in. They didn’t have to be rude.
Most of the girls were giggling still about my embarrassed reaction, and they
were clearly getting a kick out of this. The rest of them stripped as well, and
joined me in the bath with soaps, oils, and scented perfumes. They washed my
hair, combed it, trimmed it, and cleaned every inch of my body. I would have
been embarrassed by a bunch of naked girls except for the fact that I was hella
gay.
While washing me they were giving me hundreds of instructions. This is how you
fold a linen, this is how you kiss, this is how you act, this is how you kneel,
this is how you speak. Lesson after lesson, I was having a hard time
remembering it all. I wanted to serve Levi as best as I could but there were so
many rules, could I remember them all? Still, I did my best to absorb as much
information as possible.
“Do you know how to prepare yourself?” One of the shorter girls asked me.
“Um, what?” I didn’t know what that meant.
“Well, you see, Pharaoh Khrevai will want to have sex with you most definitely,
so do you know how to prepare yourself?” My cheeks turned deep maroon. Oh yeah.
That was also a part of being a personal slave. How had I forgotten? The girl
chuckled.
“Uh, hold your breath?” She shook her head.
“Idiot.” She grabbed my hand, the palm facing toward me. “You take your hand,
right, and you use your fingers one at a time to stretch out your ass so you
don’t hurt after or during sex. Use oil or saliva as lubricant to help as well.
Understand?” I nodded. “Okay, so you should start with your index finger, and
when that becomes tolerable, stick another one in alongside it. Move them back
and forth a bit. If it starts feeling good, stop. You don’t want to come
without the pharaoh, right?” That would be selfish. I quickly nodded.
Finally the girls were finished cleaning me, and so pulled me out of the bath.
They dried me with a towel and wrapped me in a clean white shendyt with a gold
belt. They put gold bangles on both of my biceps and my ankles. When they
finished dressing me, they put black kohl liner on my eyes in the typical
fashion. Oils and perfumes were lathered onto my skin and I could smell the
sweet floral scents float in the air around me.
When all of this was finally completed and I was so fresh I felt like a god
myself, the girls handed me a sheet of thin reflective gold. Through it I could
see my reflection, and I did not look like myself. Instead I looked like the
definition of royalty. Glimmering, glittering, clean, and beautiful. The kohl
lining my eyes made the green in them pop, and the gold bangles made my Hebrew
tan look like sun kissed radiance. I turned to look at all the girls. They were
admiring their handy work, and smirking at my reaction to my own looks.
“Thank you all so much for the advice and the make over!” I gave them one of my
signature smiles, and they bowed to me.
“You are very welcome Sir Eren.”
“Sir Eren?”
“You are much higher status than we are now. Sure, you are the king's pet, but
we are just pets to the nobles, so in the hierarchy of pets, you win.” I
laughed. What a strange way to put it.
“Well thanks anyway.”
“Get some rest, and don’t forget to call him master. He is your master now
after all.” I nodded.
“I guess, farewell.” Erwin returned after a little while to escort me to a new
bed and I slept in a strange room, trying to sleep while awaiting my new fate
tomorrow. The Gods knew, I was nervous as hell, but more excited than I’d ever
been.
Chapter End Notes
     Danke wieder!
***** Slavery Has its Perks *****
Chapter Summary
     Oh man, Eren you need to chill out baby. It's gonna be okay :)
Chapter Notes
     Another chapter coming up as soon as I upload this one. I wrote it as
     one and then realized it was pretty long...so I chopped it in two.
     Shouldn't be too bad for y'all since you get it at the same time
     anyway.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The next morning Erwin sent one of the courtesan girls to fetch me and bath me
once more. It was the same tall girl from before. She brought me to the same
communal bath and washed me just like before, but this time it was just her and
I. It was still very early in the morning, and I was sure the sun hadn't even
risen yet. Our only source of light was candles lining the bath. The girl
washed my hair, and repainted my eyeliner, as well as putting on a new layer of
oils and perfumes to my skin. This time she didn’t have a whole lot to say. The
courtesan did remind me of a few key details, and maybe sure that I remembered
the more important pieces, but other than that we stayed silent as she prepared
me.
“You are going straight to Pharaoh Khrevai’s chambers after this to deliver him
his breakfast. Make sure you remember everything my girls taught you.” I nodded
to her.
“I will try. I want to be as good a slave as I can be for his majesty.” The
girl looked me up and down and smirked.
“You really care about him don’t you?” I diverted my gaze from her prodding
eyes.
“Yes...I do.” More than I should.
“I’m glad. That makes this all a whole lot easier.”
She turned around and waved for me to follow her. She led me back out of the
bathhouse and we traveled to a new space within the palace. She led me to the
kitchens. I had been here before of course. Sometimes I buy food for the chefs
in the markets and they always order me to bring it here, or I get food for
Mikasa and I. I was no stranger to the kitchens, but I had never spent more
than a few seconds delivering or picking up food. I supposed that I would
become very familiar with this place in the coming weeks if I was to come here
three times a day. I didn’t eat that much, I only got two meals a day, but the
Pharaoh who was needed to be of perfect state of mind in order to make
decisions that would shape all of Egypt, needed to have three a day to keep him
strong. Not to mention his meals were much tastier because it’s always good to
be on the good side of a God.
The head courtesan brought me to one of the cooks. He was bald and his eyes
were lined with khol just like mine were. He was short, but not shorter than
me, and his eyes were joyful in the way that a child’s are. He couldn’t have
been much older than me, but he was already head cook by the way the servants
and other staff beholded him. The courtesan that had been leading me tapped him
on the shoulder to get his attention. The cook stopped what he was doing, which
was watching some servants chopping papyrus stock, and diverted his attention
to us.
“Ah, Ymir! It is good to see you. How are things?” The woman smirked at his
question but got straight to the point.
“This is Pharaoh Khrevai’s personal slave. He is here to deliver the Pharaoh’s
breakfast.” The cook looked toward me and smiled.
“Good morning. My name is Konynhehk, but you can call me Connie. I am the head
chef, and we will be seeing a lot of each other from here on out. I will be
needing to know what the Pharaoh thinks of each of his meals, and how to
prepare them to be better next time. Not to mention you will need to be here
three times a day to pick up said meals.”
“Yes sir.”
“Here is the first meal for today. It is honeyed beer bread with pomegranate
seeds.” A hebrew girl with brown hair like mine pulled back into a ponytail
brought the said dish to me. She gave me a big smile, and when I took the dish
from her she gave me a pat on the shoulder.
“I hope he likes it! Connie and I made it with a special recipe today.” The
girl said. I looked to her, and she looked to Connie and Connie looked to me,
and there was an awkward silence for a moment. “Oh, and my name is Sasha. Ha
ha, sorry I forgot to introduce myself.”
“I am Eren, nice to meet you two. I kind of expected his meal to be more
extravagant.” They nodded.
“Our Pharaoh values simplicity it would seem.” I nodded at their comment. It
made sense from what I already knew about Levi. Ymir motioned for us to leave.
I looked down at the gold platter and analyzed the contents. There was a large
loaf of bread, which I guessed to be the beer bread, and it was glazed with
honey. next to it was a pile of pomegranate seeds and a goblet of water. I
could feel the heat rising off of the bread still, and it smelled really good.
The meal all together looked fantastic even though it was way simpler than many
of the nobles breakfasts from what I had seen.
Ymir once again led me through an unknown section of the palace to get me to a
more familiar section. When we slowed down, I noticed that I recognized this
hallway. The hieroglyphs depicting Djoser’s life lined the wall to my right.
This was where Levi and I had been meeting ‘till now. Ymir continued farther
down the hallway a bit farther and stopped at an archway in the stone that led
into a small room. It was illuminated slightly by the torch Ymir had picked up
along the way. The sun had started to rise, but it couldn’t really be seen from
this far within the palace.
“This is your room. I reckon you probably won’t use this room too often. You
will be fairly busy, and will most likely be spending most nights with the
Pharaoh I would think. This is where I leave you. Pharaoh Khrevai’s chambers
are the next room down. Normally we don’t house the Pharaoh this far into the
palace, but Pharaoh Khrevai is a little different from Pharaoh’s before him. He
chose to his room specifically. Anyway, good luck Eren.”
With that, Ymir walked back the way we came. She probably had duties of her own
that she had to complete. I was left in the semi-darkness, with Levi’s meal in
my hands. I took a deep breath, and turned to walk to Levi’s chambers. His was
only a few feet away from mine, and I tried with little success to calm my
nerves. Sure, it was only Levi, but I was terrified I would do something wrong
and disappoint him. I wanted to be the best I could be for him. He deserved
only the best.
I finally made it to the archway of his chamber and I didn’t know how to
proceed. Unlike my room, his room had a door. I wondered if I should just waltz
right in or if I should knock or something. After a long moment of
contemplation and hopping back and forth between both feet, I decided if I
didn’t do something then his meal would get cold. I took a final breath to calm
my nerves before shifting my weight to hold the gold platter with one hand. My
other hand hovered over the door, and finally I softly knocked 3 times. It
wasn’t until after I knocked that I realized he could be still asleep, and I
silently cursed myself.
“Come in.” Levi’s tired voice was very low and did all sorts of things to my
imagination.
Chapter End Notes
     Thank you once again for all the love and support you give all my
     fics! I actually have some regualrs now who read all my fics (You
     know who you are, and I see you btws and I love you) So thank you so
     much everyone <3
***** Mancala is Fun *****
Chapter Summary
     Mancala and yummy food is yummy.
Chapter Notes
     Historic references in this chapter.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
I opened the door and closed it behind me. When my eyes landed on the room,
they widened ten-fold. The room was huge. The entire room was tall and
spacious. Directly in front of me was the entryway lined with two torches.
Farther back in the room was a large bed covered in linens and soft fabrics. To
the right of that was a small pool of water for bathing and leisure. Along the
walls were tons of drawing. Paintings of fields and rare flowers. Stories in
hieroglyphics also littered the walls. Beautiful gold and black lettering
filled with blues and yellows and reds made the whole scene gorgeous. Directly
in front of the entryway was a table with a few chairs. A clay mancala board
rested upon the table. Levi sat in one of the chairs, and he was lazily playing
a game of mancala by himself. When he heard me enter he raised his head and
smiled in my direction. When his eyes met mine they widened slightly and his
eyes raked over my body. I hoped he liked what he saw. I really did look a lot
different after the courtesans cleaned me up.
“Good morning Eren. You look very nice this morning. You almost look Egyptian
with that eyeliner.”
“Good morning Master. Thank you.” I bowed to him and placed his golden platter
directly in front of him on the table. I gave him a soft smile and waited
patiently for him to say something.
“Thank you. Would you like to sit and play something with me while I eat?” Levi
grabbed his goblet of water and took a sip.
“Oh yes master! Of course.” I sat down in the chair across from Levi and looked
at the board.
Levi moved the mancala board to rest equally between us. I had never played
mancala on a real clay board before, it was too expensive for Mikasa and I to
purchase and too heavy to steal. Instead we would draw a board in the sand and
use seeds or pebbles, sometimes both as pieces. Still, the rules were the same,
and I remembered them clearly. There were two horizontal rows of holes, six on
each side, with one long vertical hole on either side of the smaller holes. The
row of holes in front of you were yours, and the long hole to your right was
also yours. Same for your opponent. 4 seeds were in each hole except for the
long one. The goal of the game was to move all the seeds out of your holes, and
if you did that before your opponent than you won. This could be achieved
through putting all of them in the long hole at the end, or by moving them into
your opponent's holes. There were more rules and regulations than that but that
was the basics.
We began playing by grabbing all of the seeds from one hole and ‘sowing’ them
into other holes one at a time in a counterclockwise motion. This went on for a
while. Took bites of his bread and ate some of the fruit during the game, but
he ate very slowly. I didn’t know if it was because of the game, or because
Levi just liked to eat at a leisurely pace. Soon the game was done, and Levi
had one. Of course. Not because I let him, but because he was simply more
clever than I. I didn’t feel upset about it however. I mean, who could beat a
god at a strategy game anyway?
At the end he had beaten me by getting all his seeds into the hole at the end.
He pulled no tricks, and didn’t go the easy route by moving them onto my side
of the board. He won fair and square. Somehow that seemed to suit Levi
perfectly. After our game Levi continued to eat and reset the game board so he
could play again when he wanted.
“Hey, Eren?”
“Yes Master?” I looked up from what I was doing to meet his eyes.
“I told you, you can call me Levi.”
“Okay, Master Levi.” He just rolled his eyes and I chuckled.
“Really? Haven’t we already done this?”
“I like calling you Master.” I tilted my head to the side and smiled. He raised
an eyebrow and smirked at me.
“Fine, brat. Anyway, did you get anything to eat this morning?”
“Um...no actually.” I had to think about it for a moment, but the day had been
so hectic that I hadn’t actually eaten anything. It was something less
important than everything else on my to-do list.
“Well that just won’t do. I am done with this. You can have it.” He pushed his
plate toward me and could see there was still half a loaf of beer bread, and a
few pomegranate seeds.
“Thank you Master!” I reached down to grab the bread, and I tore a piece off.
It smelled of beer and honey. I took a bite of it and the bread itself was soft
and bitter, but the honey counteracted that and it tasted wonderful. Much
better that the weak soup and bread we got fed in the servants quarters. Not
that I wasn’t grateful for the food I got, but this was so much better. Levi
chuckled his beautiful laugh as he watched my expressions change. I also tried
the pomegranate seeds. I knew what they tasted like, but it had been so long
since I had such a luxury food that it almost overwhelmed my palate.
“I guess you like it?” I simply nodded in response to his question and finished
up what was left of the food.
When I was finished, I leaned back in my chair and marveled at today and
yesterday's events. A lot had happened and my life had been flipped completely
upside down. However, it wasn’t in a bad way, it was in a completely fantastic
way. I was serving someone I cared about and that is all I could ever hope for.
It was just a major perk that he was the pharaoh and a god among men. Sure, it
would have been nice to get an education and become something other than a
slave, but I knew Levi would let me continue to learn under him, and this was
probably the most comfortable life I could be afforded as servant of any kind.
Personal slave to the king of all Egypt, and god of the people. I couldn’t wish
for anything more, and I didn’t want to.
When my gaze met Levi’s I noticed that he had heavy bags under his eyes, and I
remember how I had been scared I had woken him up when I entered. However, he
had already been awake. I wondered if maybe he hadn’t been sleeping well, or
maybe he was worried about something. It bothered me that Levi would be
anything but content.
“Have you been sleeping well, Master?”
“No Eren, I actually haven’t. I never have. I don’t know why, but I get plagued
with nightmares. They have no significance to our future, I don’t have a gift
for prophecy. They are too fantastical for that, but they have people I know in
them and I usually wake up to uncomfortable sweats and a racing heart.”
“Ah. I am sorry.”
“Don’t be. It’s not your fault.” He got up from the chair and stretched out his
arms. “Anyway, now that you are here, wanna go for a swim? I have to report to
my duties in a few hours, and you will need to go with me, but until then...”
“Definitely!” I got up from my seat as well.
At first I thought that he was going to lead me to the small bathing pool, but
I quickly realized that was not what he was talking about, as he walked to the
door to the right, and opened it. Beyond the door was a beautiful enclosed
garden. In some ways, more beautiful than the gardens I normally watered. I
stream filtered in from outside the encapsulated area and filled the space with
water. Flowers of all rarities and colors surrounded the space, and it felt
like heaven. Well, until my definition of heaven changed as Levi peeled off his
shendyt and hung it on a nearby tree. He quickly sunk into the stream, but not
before I got a good look at all his assets. Yum. I didn’t realize I was just
standing there until he yelled at me.
“You just gonna stand there? Come on, join me.” He waved.
“No, coming Master!” I quickly followed suit and hung my shendyt on the same
branch as Levi’s, all the while, Levi carefully watched my every move from the
stream.
Chapter End Notes
     Y'all should play Mancala, it is fun. There are all kinds of versions
     of this game but they all have the same basic principles. It is one
     of the oldest games in the world, and has been played all over the
     globe for millennia. It is one of my favorite games along with Nine
     Men's Morris, which was played in England and America during the
     Revolutionary War :)
***** Anything I can DO? *****
Chapter Summary
     Oh Eren...
Chapter Notes
     3 CHAPTERS IN ONE DAY ARE YOU KIDDING ME.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
I loved the way he watched me. It made me feel special and wanted. It also
boosted my ego considering a literal god was looking at me like I was honey. It
made me also wonder which god Levi embodied. The only god I knew of that was
openly gay was Sethek, also known as Set, but that didn’t make much sense. Levi
didn’t really seem like a trickster or greedy to me. Maybe the legends simply
weren’t true. I didn’t know that much about the gods anyway. What I did know
was that Set was the god of foreigners, and it made sense that he would like me
considering I was both male, and a foreigner. I also knew that Set was one of
the more powerful gods.
 
The two of us swam around the stream, and picked flowers, all the while
giggling and laughing like children. I sure felt like a child. I knew that I
was far from it considering what was expected of me in my position. He splashed
water at me, and I splashed water back in retaliation. Sure, he was a god, but
he wasn’t going to get away with water treachery. The two of us played around
for a little while but it wasn’t long until we heard a voice and a knock from
the other room informing Levi of his duties for today.

 The two of us regretfully left the stream and put our shendyts back on after
drying off in the sun. We walked back into the other room, and I woman with
crazy brown hair and a strange contraption covering her eyes, was standing in
the doorway. She wore a long white dress with belts and satchels carrying all
sorts of strange things in them. She squealed when she saw me and I felt almost
scared for my life. I hid behind Levi, and he chuckled at my actions. Then the
woman stopped squealing and froze solid.
 
“Did...did you just...laugh?”

 “Yes...he does that sometimes.” I quietly mumbled from behind Levi.
 
“He DOES!? This is a new development, I will need to write notes on this! The
mortal’s effect on the immortal. Tell me, does his affect on you effect your
Ka? Or maybe just your Ba...Is it love?”

 “Shut up four-eyes. What did you actually come here to tell me.”

 “Oh right...well, Mr. Erwin macho-brow wants to see you. Daily duties and all
that. I wish I could convince him to let you have the day off though, seeing as
you finally chose yourself a personal slave! This is truly a momentous day. Oh
I hope you are treating him alright Levi!” This lady needed to chill, and why
was she calling my Master Levi! That was his personal name! I stood out from
behind Levi.

 “He treats me wonderfully. How dare you say anything otherwise!” This woman
hit all the wrong buttons.
 
“Eren, it’s fine. Calm down.” He put his hand on my head and brushed his
fingers through my locks. It felt really nice and I relaxed into his touch. My
eyes closed and I leaned into his hand. “And Hanji, we have talked about this.
Please don’t use my personal name. I don’t even know how you found out what it
is.”
 
“I have my ways...So have you partaken in the foreign fruits?” I couldn’t see
anything because I had closed my eyes and was still relishing in Levi’s
petting, but I guessed that she was pointing at me or something because Levi
scoffed.
 
“He has only been here an hour four-eyes! Besides, I am not the kind to rush a
relationship while it’s still budding.” I heard Hanji chuckle at Levi’s
metaphor.
 
“I don’t think it’s budding anymore Levi. Clearly it’s blooming, if that
behavior is anything to go by.”
 
“Ok I get it, now get out.” I opened my eyes just as Hanji left the room and I
felt my eyebrow raise. Levi removed his hand from my head and I whined at it’s
removal but he just quirked his eyebrow in response.
 
“Who was that, Master?”
 
“That was Hanji. She is our physician, priest, and scientist. Sadly she is the
most unorthodox woman I have ever come across. If she wasn’t so brilliant I
would have lost my temper with her ages ago.” He ran a hand through his own
hair to fling the rest of the water out, and walked to the exit of his room,
motioning for me to follow. “We need to go start the day. Since we have to keep
up appearances, please follow all the rules that the courtesans taught you,
okay? When we are in private it is fine to be yourself, but in public I need
you to follow the rules, please.”

 “Of course Master. I would never disrespect you like that.”

 As we walked back through the halls and into the throne room, I tried to
remember and follow everything. Always keep two feet behind and to the right of
him when walking. Never make eye contact with him or other nobles. Don’t stand
out. Don’t speak unless spoken to. Follow all orders without question.

My mental runthrough ended as we arrived in the throne room. Levi was needed in
the decision making for trade routes. There was debate within the nobles over
whether or not Egypt should continue to expand trade, and if so, to which
lands. I went to several meetings with Levi, and kept his glass full of wine
during lunch, which wasn’t super difficult since he didn’t drink a whole lot.
Later Levi was outside the palace, so we went to the market place and I
shielded Levi from the sun with a large white fan. Finally the sun started to
set, and I had completed all of my duties and Levi had completed all of his. I
had delivered him dinner some time before, and he allowed me to eat with him,
much to the nobles surprise. When they asked why I was allowed the privilege,
he simply stated that he was not one for punishing good behavior.
 
After what felt like an eternity we returned to Levi’s quarters and he fell
onto his bed in mental exhaustion. I was physically tired but I wasn’t nearly
as spent as my poor master. Physical labour was not hard for me because I was
strong enough to handle it after so many years. I was sure that Levi would
never get use to the boration of questions and problems needing to be solved.
The life of a god was certainly not very glamorous. No wonder he needed a
slave.
 
I sat at the foot of the bed and watched as Levi messaged the space between his
eyebrows. I wondered if there was anything I could to do help relieve his
stress, and I thought onto my lessons from the courtesans. They were convinced
that Levi was going to want sex from me, but he hadn’t even implied it in any
way really. That crazy woman Hanji said something that sounded a bit like she
was implying he should, but even then he sounded hesitant. Was he waiting for
me? I wanted to serve Levi in every way and to the best of my abilities, but
would having sex with my master really make him feel better? I had never had
sex before, so I didn’t exactly know. I supposed it was at least worth a shot.
 
“Master?” Levi propped himself up on his elbow so he could see me properly.
 
“What is it Eren?” He questioned me, and I crawled over to straddle his lap on
the bed. Levi’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. In an act of bravery on my
part, I leaned down and captured his lips in a kiss. I had little to no
experience in the kissing field but Levi soon took over. The two of us were
moving together, and I was sure this was my own little slice of heaven. Sadly
it needed to break for a moment.
 
“Is there  anything  I can do for you to help you relax, Master?” I stroked my
hand down the side of his face. A smile formed on both our faces as he spoke
his next words. My smile much more innocent than his.

“Now that you mention it,  there is .”
Chapter End Notes
     HA HA HA I AM NOT SORRY FOR THE CLIFFHANGER. Actually I am. I want
     smut too. Trust me.
***** Yes, Master! *****
Chapter Summary
     Well, I mean. You can guess what comes next, eh?
Chapter Notes
     I mention Rome in this chapter and I just want to mention that,
     during this time period, Rome was a new little baby. It was still a
     monarchy, like it was that old. It wasn't even a republic yet. We're
     are that far back in history. Crazy right? Gives one a new
     perspective on Egypt. Egypt watched Rome grow from a tiny little
     nation until it was so powerful that it overthrew Egypt. Interesting
     to think about. Anyway, I would also like to mention that Rome was
     horrible on their slaves, and it wasn't until Egyptians didn't rule
     Egypt (*cough* fuck you Alexander the Little Shit for running over my
     favorite civilization) that the treatment of slaves was like it is in
     the movies.
     PSA complete. Oh and disclaimer...this is NOT a true story, nor is it
     based on one. It is a combination of my favorite parts of Egypt put
     into one lovely era that never existed (Basically the gods and
     architecture from the old kingdom mixed with the technology and
     knowledge from the middle kingdom but set in the time period of the
     new-ish kingdom XD). Not that you would have know unless I had told
     you, but whatever, Now you all know a bit more about Egypt. If it is
     any consolation, this story is a more accurate representation of
     Ancient Egypt than the movies portray, and you can quote most things
     from this as actual fact. Things like the flooding of the Nile, and
     the treatment of slaves, and working class of Egypt. Also the payment
     of laborers and a number of other things.
     If you have questions please comment! Love you all, and thank you for
     your support in this fic! *one big massive hug for all of you*
     *literally drowns in the masses*
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“Then you must tell me what that is, Master.” I nuzzled into Levi’s neck and
left small pecks here and there.
“You are doing a mighty fine job figuring that out for yourself. Just keep
going, and I’ll guide you.” Levi smiled softly at me.
I remembered among the many things that the little courtesan girl told me was
in all her years of being a courtesan, the thing that was most important was
not the act of sex itself, but how you led up to it. She had told me if I was
going to initiate anything, the best thing I could do was foreplay and let Levi
carry on further if he was in the mood to do so. All I knew was I didn’t want
this to be rushed or hurried in any way. I wanted to please the god who had
been so kind to me. My kisses traveled from his neck, up his throat and to his
mouth.
The heat of the Egyptian sun was fading quickly with the rapidly fading light,
and the chilled air was exhilarating in the heat of Levi against me. Our lips
met and moved in tandem. His were soft and warm, whereas mine were rough and I
felt our differences meld to form one beautiful feeling. Levi placed a hand
behind my head, and a hand on my waist. The hand behind my head pushed our kiss
into a more heated dance. His hand on my waist traced circles on my skin that
sent shivers down my spine.
I thought about Levi’s beautiful form standing fresh from the stream, water
dripping from his hair, and down over his toned torso. His smooth skin covering
muscles of immense power. The lower half of him that would no doubt send me
wave after wave of pleasure in the near future. I felt my lower half tingle and
warm with excitement. I was already sporting at least half a boner. I didn’t
think our kissing could get any more intense until his tongue licked my lower
lip. He experimentally tested the waters by gliding it along my lip from one
end to the other. I opened my mouth slightly to let him in and our tongues
sealed around each other. I started slowly rolling our hips together, and the
sweet attention it gave to my member was intoxicating.
“Nungh...Haaaaa.” I let the sounds slip from my mouth into Levi’s. My thoughts
faltered. I wasn’t use to so much stimulation.
“Ahhhh….You are so perfect, Eren.” My name sounded like a purr from his lips,
and the complement went straight to my forming hard-on.
I knew that if I just kept grinding against Levi then we wouldn’t get very far
before I came, and I knew that, as glorious as this was, I wanted more. The
question was how to move forward from here? What came after kissing and
grinding....I wished that the courtesans had been more detailed in their
advice, which is something I would never have thought I would think. They had
been very thorough. Just, sadly, not thorough enough it would seem. I decided I
would just ask Levi for help. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, Levi must
have been thinking the same thing. As soon as I tried to create a concrete
sentence that would explain my predicament, Levi moved his attention to my
neck. He planted soft but heavy kisses to the crook of my neck and collarbone.
His hand joined came up to rub at my nipple and my thought-out question turned
into a short demand.
“Uuuuuhhh...More...please…I need it...Master.” Levi groaned in response to my
demand, and I felt a red blush seep to my cheeks when my own words hit my ears.
The Pharaoh answered my plea. Before the blush could even start to fade, Levi
flipped us over. This time the god was on top of me, instead of the other way
around. His eyes met mine and their silver gaze locked with mine. His eyes held
so much reverence in them that I could hardly tell if this was a dream or real
life. Could he really care about me that much? With all the emotion in those
eyes? I get to think on it for much longer as rocked his hips against mine.
Before more moans could poor from my mouth, he sealed his lips against mine. We
bucked against each other.
Soon however, this was not enough. I needed even more. I spread my legs out for
my king, and he got the idea. Our kiss ended for a moment as Levi removed my
shendyt from around my waist, and revealed my erection to the chilling Egyptian
night. I gasped at the temperature change, and Levi's intrusive gaze. Those
steel eyes did things to me. Levi brought his hand to my erection and languidly
stroked it. I quickly realized this was just a distraction, as Levi directed
his attention toward a clay jar on the nightstand. He poured what looked like
oil onto his fingers and returned the jar to it's resting place. His attention
was once again on me.
I remembered what the courtesans had taught me about preparing myself, but I
thought that it would be something I had to do. It looked as if Levi was
intending to lead in the ‘prep’. While one of Levi's hands continued to stroke
at my member, the other hovered above my lower half. There was a slight pause
as Levi thought of something. His hand stopped running over my erection.
“Eren, turn over onto your hands and knees.” Although was just a bit confused
as to why he stopped rubbing my need, I followed his order. He was my master
after all.
“Yes Master.” I flipped over and supported my weight upon my arms and legs like
asked and spread my legs so he could have a good view and access.
His hand smoothed over my back and pushed between my shoulder blades. Taking
his cue, I leaned even more forward so I was supported on my knees and my
elbows. I was positioned as if bowing, except that the king was behind me, and
about to fuck me. A cold slick finger circled around the ring of muscle that
signified the entrance to my ass. The sensation brought a shiver to my skin.
Without much of a warning, Levi plunged the finger passed the ring and pumped
it in and out. The feeling wasn't very nice at first but I got use to the
sensation. Then he added a second finger, and I felt myself cringe in
discomfort and slight pain. I had to remind myself that Levi wouldn’t subject
me to any unnecessary pain. Levi’s fingers began to search for something. He
pushed them in deeper and deeper until-
“Gahhhhhh! Ugghhhh...nng…” Jolts of pleasure flooded through me as he rubbed
against that spot.
It didn’t last long however, because soon after he found it, he removed his
fingers from me. I whimpered at their exit, but Levi messaged my back with one
hand to soothe me. The other removed his shendyt, and guided his member to my
entrance. I felt it trace around the ring of muscle at my entrance.
“Brace yourself, Eren.” Levi almost purred.
His sentence sent a shiver down my spine, but I was quickly distracted by his
dick entering me. It hurt and pulled at my walls, stretching them apart, and I
held my breath until he bottomed out. Levi gave me a moment. He hadn’t moved
since he sheathed himself entirely, and I realized he was waiting for me. He
was way too considerate for a god. He didn’t need to be kind, and yet he was. I
felt my heart swell in happiness. Even now, the Pharaoh was giving me all his
kindness. When the pain quieted and I was left with a dull sting, I gave a
little movement with my hips to test. When it didn’t hurt, I spoke up.
“I am okay, Master.” I smiled. I loved calling him that. It still made my heart
tingle.
Levi kissed my shoulder and pulled back. His first thrust was okay but still
uncomfortable. The second one was better, but still not comfortable. The third
felt good. I started to move back against Levi's thrusts. His movements became
more powerful and every time our hips met, I lost my breath. Both of us were
panting. My pleasure was building with every thrust, and soft moans fell from
my lips. The smack of skin on skin could be heard through the room, and Levi’s
rough moans echoed in my ears.
“Mhnnnnnn! Haaah….” One sharper thrust hit that spot again and I lost my
control for a moment.
I clenched around Levi and he let out a groan. His next thrust sent another
punch of pleasure, and so did the next, and the next. Soon every thrust was
electric and sent a powerful jolt of ecstasy through me. The two of us were
frantic. His movements striking deep within me over and over, and my hips
slamming back to meet him again and again. I was having a hard time remembering
to breathe.
“Uhnn! Hmmn...Gah! Master…! Ughhh….Mmmnnn.” I couldn’t hold back the sounds
Levi was forcing from my throat. Levi growled in response.
“You are...my...foreign jewel...Eren.” Levi purred between thrusts and pants.
My heart swelled with pride again as Levi spoke. It was so good to be Levi’s.
To be cared for by Levi. I was suppose to be serving Levi, but he didn’t make
it feel like that. He made it feel like we were a couple. As if I was his
queen, and not his slave. I knew there was no where else in Egypt I would have
rather been. No where else in all the lands. I felt my orgasm coming. It
wouldn’t be long before I lost my load. Levi’s thrusts became even faster, and
I had a hard time keeping up. I couldn’t even think straight because every
thrust threatened to put me over the edge.
“Master...I am...so close.” I practically moaned the whole sentence.
“Call me...Levi...when you come.” He ordered.
It didn’t take long. I lost all coherent thought, my only goal was to orgasm.
My hips faltered. I could no longer keep up with Levi’s thrusts and my body was
stricken with exhaustion and pleasure. I submitted against Levi, my body
relaxing as I let him bring me to orgasm. My load was released onto the
blankets beneath me. Wave after wave, hit me, shocking my body with even more
pleasure.
“NNnnnnngggggghhh...Levi….” My walls clenched tightly around Levi, and his
thrusts faltered as well.
I felt him lose his load within me and he rode out the both of our orgasms.
When he was finished, he collapsed on top of me, and wrapped his arms around my
waist. He was warm, and it felt good to have him so close to me. Sadly, the
moment had to end, and Levi pulled his member out of me. Warm cum poured from
me, and it felt weird. Levi grabbed cloth from the same night stand as the oil,
and leaned the both of us off. It was intimate again for a moment as he dragged
the cloth over my body and our eyes met. His silver against my green. But then
we both had to get up so I could remove the soiled blanket. I quickly replaced
it with the one from my room.
As I smoothed the new blanket onto my master’s bed, he wrapped his arms around
my waist, and kissed up my shoulder. We were both still naked. His body pushed
up against mine and I could feel his dick against my cheeks again. This time it
was more innocent but memories from just moments ago flushed my cheeks. When I
finished with the blanket I turned around to Levi and he caught my lips in a
hard and passionate kiss. I couldn’t help but think that this was not common
for slaves.
How many slaves got to kiss their masters? How many slaves were romantic with
their masters? How many personal slaves were treated as well as I was? I got to
play in the river with his majesty, I got to learn how to read and write, and
when Levi was intimate with me he was oh so gentle until it was clear what I
wanted. I put all my feelings into that kiss and more. I think I might have
even caught Levi off guard. When we separated for air, the two of us were
panting again.
“I am yours Levi.” I spoke making eye contact with him. His eyes widened.
“You said my name?”
“I wanted you to know that I was loyal to you. Not just because you are my
master, but because I am loyal to you. From now on I will be loyal to only you
and those you ask me to be loyal to. I said your name because I wanted you to
know I would be loyal to no other master unless you willed it.” My eyes were
determined. I dropped down on one knee and bowed to show that I was serious.
“I don’t really know what to say Eren.” His hand dropped on to my head, and he
pet me. His fingers ran through me brown locks. I leaned into the touch,
closing my eyes to focus on the feeling.
“You really are too good to me, Eren.” I was only kind of listening to him, as
I let a contented sound leave my lips at the soft touch of his hand massaging
my scalp.
“You are the one that is good to me, Master.” I replied, reverence in my voice.
“You should see Erwin’s personal slave. Never speaks, does only the bare
minimum of work, and I have seen him spit on Erwin when he thought no one was
looking.” Levi shuddered at that.
“Why would he disrespect his master like that!?” I was still enjoying the soft
ministrations in my hair, otherwise I might have gotten mad.
“He might not have gone into the slave force willingly. My guess is his family
was short on coin, and he was sold. Erwin probably found him in a slave Market
in Rome. You haven’t seen him yet, but the boy is about your age. He has blonde
hair that must be from somewhere north. I have never seen hair like it. I don’t
know why the brat is always unruly, because as far as I know, Erwin treats him
well enough, and his fate would have been much worse had he stayed in Rome.
They beat their slaves to death.” I shivered at that. I was glad I was in
Egypt.
Levi stopped his petting and grabbed my arm to hoist me up. His warm hands were
welcome on my naked skin. The dessert cold had really set in. Levi’s skin was
pale in comparison with the working class of Egypt, but even if the sun had
never kissed his skin, his Egyptian blood gave it a copper hue. My skin was
darker than his but that wasn’t what separated me from Egyptians. Many
Egyptians worked in the sun and had even darker skin than I. Both my Hebrew
blood and my life of work under the sun left my skin with more olive toned
skin. It wasn’t significant in that I looked yellow, but that I did have a
different tone to my skin than most Egyptians. Well, that and I had brown hair
and green eyes which were also very uncommon in Egypt. By the way he ran his
hand over my skin and looked into my eyes, I could tell Levi loved my
exoticness.
“Let’s get to rest, Eren. You should sleep with me.”
“Yes Master!” I smiled. I didn’t want to sleep alone.
That night I felt asleep snuggled against my master in the most contented sleep
I had had in years.
 
Chapter End Notes
     Thank you again! I have a little more plot planned, but other than
     that, this story is almost complete! We only have one more 'plot
     arc'? I suppose you could call it that. Something happens, people
     freak out, Levi solves it, the end. Thank you for reading!
***** *Author's Note* *****
Chapter Summary
     Some info on this SERIES ;D
* AUTHOR'S NOTE *
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Okay everyone I have some news for you.
First things first. I know you are expecting more chapters from this fic, as
you should be. But here is the thing. This part is now completed. I have
however, turned this into a series, so when I post more in this story it will
be in a different work in the same series. You don't have to worry, it will
have all the same characters and pick up right where I left this work.
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Secondly, I am currently putting together the plot for the next work in this
series and I will tell you this;
IT'S GONNA BE A FUCKING ROLLERCOASTER OK?
Fasten your seatbelts because it's gonna get bumpy, and when I say bumpy, I
mean get ready for a fucking EARTHQUAKE, got it? So yeah, and I don't know how
many works are going to be in this series either. I guess as many as I can
write before my brain gives up on writing more plot for this story.
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Lastly I want to thank all of you for all your love and support for this work.
I love Egypt, and I love Eren x Levi and I was hoping you all would too. Of
course, I hope you all learned a few things about Ancient Egypt a long the way,
but in all honesty I am just glad you were all here for the ride. I wouldn't be
creating a series for this and trying to write more complex plots for the
future if y'all hadn't left your sweet words and kudos for me all along the
way.
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Without further adue, I am going to let you all go on your merry way and read
more fantastic fanfic on this site, but before I go I would love if you could
do me a favor...
In the comments below, please write what your favorite scene or moment from
this fic was, and what you would like to see in the next ones. Give me some
ideas or inspiration, and I might just give you a shout out and I will
definitely reply as I always do :)
Anyway, thanks for everything :D ~Wheresmycravat
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(Also, if any of you are wondering, my name is William. I forgot that I haven't
ever actually said that.)
***** *FINAL UPDATE* *****
Chapter Summary
     Some info for you!
Chapter Notes
     Just read...
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Hello everyone!
Final update~
I have added the first chapter to the new segment of this series. The fanfic is
called The Bane of Sethek and you can find it under the same series as this
work. I hope you enjoy! More to come, but this is the VERY LAST TIME I will be
posting to this fic and it's just a little info for you.
My plans for the next segment of this series will contain some more serious
themes so please look at the tags before continuing. I don't want to trigger or
make anyone uncomfortable (without fair warning anyway).
I want you to all know that there will be more historical accuracy as we move
on. We will see how historically accurate, but I will definitely put
disclaimers in the notes if there is something that is inaccurate to the time
period. I will try to make everything accurate to a point, but Egypt has one of
the longest history's of any country, and Ancient Egypt was one of the longest
ongoing nations in the history of Earth, second only to Ancient China. I have a
lot to choose from. Basically I'll tell you what is a combination of their
beliefs and when they were believed (for example, slaves weren't really a big
part of Egypt until really the new kingdom).
Also feel free to go and read up on your own! Ancient Egypt is hella
fascinating and deserves more credit than movies and books portray. Often it
looks like a barbaric and rough society, and that was true for a time, but
there is a huge chunk of time where Egypt was the most progressive place in the
entire ancient world (women were on equal footing with men, marriage was based
on love/choice, a couple could get divorced, the pyramids were built by PAID
laborers who got a shit ton of beer for their troubles, Don't believe
everything the media tells you.
Oh, and if I am inaccurate, please call me out on it. I want this to be a
realistic and interesting view of Egypt. There will be some supernatural
elements in the coming stuff but I am doing that because it is what the
Egyptians believed so please don't kill me over it, ok? But other than that,
please let me know when I write something that doesn't fit in Egypt, because
even though I know a lot, I don't know everything. I'm not even Egyptian, and
even they still don't know everything about how the Ancient Egyptians lived.
(P.S. I kinda want to kick the ancient romans and persians in the balls for
ruining such a fantastic nation, but I know Ancient Egypt had more than it's
fair share of time in existence.)
Anyway, that went on way longer than I expected, sorry XD I hope you enjoy the
next instalation of The Golden Age of Egypt!
Chapter End Notes
     Yup! Also, I now have an instagram specifically for updates on this
     fanfiction and others that I write. It is @wheres_my_cravat
End Notes
     Email wheresmycravat@gmail.com for suggestions, or leave a comment.
     They are all appreciated!
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