That woman is very beautiful. The splendor of the throne she was sitting on now could not match how majestic her curves were. Silk fabrics and jewelry are like little add-ons, making them stand out without the hassle of searching for their presence.

'Never mind her, I must lose badly to the slaves who work here,' Anne's red-beaded attention didn't stop admiring the beauty of the palace she had entered a moment ago. Even though she now had to, forced, kneel by the guards before their Queen, Anne didn't care at all.

When else will her eyes be spoiled like this, right?

"Women," her voice was even too melodious, beating the golden chant of any singer.

"Woman!"

"Y-yes, Your Majesty?"

The Queen's gaze remained straight, Anne was slightly embarrassed at being stared at like that. "Y-Your Majesty—"

"What do you think I look like?"

Anne had a stupid expression on her face. The very definition of beauty, asking her how hers looks like? Anne found it difficult to express praise with just words this time.

"You, enchanting. I was stunned to the point of the speech," she said curtly.

However, the answer did not seem to meet the Queen's expectations.

"If you say so, then tell me, why do people look down on me? I am the Queen, their ruler. Even though their heads are bowed, their knees are worshiping me too, but not a single glance shows it. Those girls are the same, after all. They talk to me, flatter me, they go and talk rotten behind my back!"

Now her head is thinking, is there something missing? Before her now was not just any ruler. Cleopatra, the Egyptian goddess of the most exalted beauty. A face that can make anyone hypnotized and can't blink.

Then, a single flick woke her up.

'Whoever it is, Queen or slave, they still have their problems.'

Self-doubt, distrust of their abilities, nervousness, and fear of hearing the truth. No matter what age this is, it is commonplace to be present and flourish in every heart of every being.

Not yet with the state of Egypt which is reaching its crisis—

'Insecurities are never fun, eh?'

"I'll help you," she said firmly. Cleopatra looked at her suspiciously. She just carelessly pulled her out of the way because she saw her walking with one of the most arrogant creatures she knew. But to be honest, Cleopatra had long since resigned herself to what was about to happen to her.

"Queen," again, Cleopatra surprised by the unfamiliar woman's hand holding her. She does not know when Anne ascended to the throne. "I promise, your beauty is not something to be hidden. Men have muscles for self-defense, so women have beauty as a weapon."

The smile she offered, was perhaps only a figment of Cleopatra's imagination, but she wanted to believe that—

'No, it's just a shadow of the past. This woman is right, I have lived with this condition for a long time. It wouldn't matter if I was scared now. As a leader, as a Cleopatra.'

"Show me, how you use power, how you make your enemy submit, I want to see everything."

A wide grin formed on the woman's lips, "with pleasure, Your Majesty."

***

At that time there will be a festival, a kind of worship of the God of the Sun. Everyone is busy preparing everything.

The palace officials had gathered, wearing the best clothes, and chatting with their peers. It is an unwritten rule that those who are allowed to be close to the upper classes are those who also belong to the upper classes.

They had to think about more important things. Their existence and surroundings were slowly losing its place.

'Any human can't change when it's money's business,' to Anne, that behavior was too disgusting to be called trash.

"Are you ready, Your Majesty?" No longer bothered by anything else, Anne turned to look at the woman who was ready with the throne on her head, perfecting all the plans she had devised to help her.

"Ready or not, I have to go forward to face them," a faint smile was the closing of her sentences.

Walking ahead, Cleopatra entered the large room for the celebration. All eyes were on jer, mouths that were talking did not dare to make a sound.

It wasn't because of the reason she was supreme leader, but rather how she presented herself that was momentarily so different from usual.

"The people of Egypt, whom I am very proud of, it is a pleasure for us to gather in this place thanks to the blessing of Ra himself. Let us enjoy and give thanks for his gift."

'Good. Even though the sun is high, it seems that the powder I used still holds up and looks perfect. And who would have thought that I could find the ingredients to make lipsticks and perfumes? Luck does like me!'

An envious glance ran as the Queen passed them. The fragrant scent of the fragrance used, as well as the skin that looks smooth, attracts envy from all sides.

From afar the two women of different ages gave each other feedback.

'Seems like you're right, wearing perfume is a clever thing to catch their attention.'

' Keep smiling Queen. I have moisturized your lips, so even if you talk all day it won't feel dry.'

The celebration was lively. Everyone enjoyed what was served. The red bead also relaxed, relaxing his shoulders which had been stiff for a while.

Before the corner of her eye caught something odd.

'Come on, I just said that luck is on my side! Don't make me work hard anymore!'

Maybe it wasn't time for Anne to rest yet, and she cursed at what she could predict would happen, any minute.