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The lamp burned on the table in the center of the dimly lighted room behind him, casting his shadow on the wall as he stood on the balcony, looking down the city with a cup of wine in his hand. He tilted his head back, gulping down the remaining wine in his cup and squeezed his eyes shut as Harry's emerald eyes burst into his mind.

He took a deep breath and opened his eyes then set the cup down on the railing of the balcony, rubbing his temple with his thumb as images of Harry's face kept taunting his thoughts.

The worse part is that, he can still remember the taste of his lips, the warmth of his skin and especially his piercing green eyes. Even though it has been months since Harry broke his heart and walked away from their love, he can't seem get over him.

He sighed as he recalls the sights and sounds this room once held, the sound of Harry's giggles and laughter. The sound of their slow and rough love making.

The sound of them whispering how much they love each other.

He misses the sight of seeing Harry with his brown curly hair fallen in rumple around his shoulders and his face whenever he blushes. A small sad smile played at the edges of his lips as he recalled those memories.

He grabbed the cup from the railing and turned around to refill it again, then halted his steps, when he saw his mother staring at him with a disapproving look.

laqad waeadat bialtawaquf. (You promised to stop) She stated.

'ana faqat 'ukhidhat kub wahid (I just took one cup) He lied as he walked passed by his mother and placed the cup on the table.

mundh mataa wa'ant hna? (How long have you been in here?) He asked as he turned to her.

tawilat bma yakfi limaerifat hdha lays ka'asak al'awal min alnabidh. (Long enough to know this isn't your first cup of wine)

She whispered worriedly then stepped forward and wiped the tear that has trickled down his cheek with her thumb.

'ana bikhayr 'am. (I'm fine, mother) He sighed.

la last kdhlk, laqad kunt taemal ealaa tadrib nafsak watadribik 'akthar min almuetad ealaa nasyan Nefertari. (No you're not, you've been over working yourself and training harder than usual to forget Nefertari)

sawf 'ahsal ealaa Nefertari, 'iinaha mas'alat waqt. (I will get over Nefertari, it's just a matter of time) The Pharaoh whispered as his heart ache at his own words then his mother gave him a candid look.

kalaana yaerif 'ana hdha ln yakun sahlaan. (We both know that's not going to be easy)

The Pharaoh sighed again then walked over to his bed, took off his headdress and threw it on top of the sheets. ana 'urid 'an 'abqaa wahidanaan. (I want to be left alone)

la, fi allahzat alty 'ughadir fiha, sawf tabda fi alshurb maratan 'ukhraa wasatati tilk almar'at 'iilaa gharafatik mithl allaylat almadia. (No, the moment I leave you'll start drinking again and that woman will come into your room just like last night)

The Pharaoh sat on the bed and palmed his face with a groan.

laqad 'akhbaratk balfel, Istnofert Gigi yabqini sharikat, la shay' akhr. 'iilaa janb 'anani 'araqibuha baed ma 'akhbarani bih aljiniral. (I've already told you, Istnofert Gigi keeps me company, nothing else. Besides I'm keeping an eye on her after what the General told me)

The Queen furrow her bows and strode towards to him, standing in front of him la yahmini 'iidha kunt turaqibuha. (I don't care if you are keeping an eye on her)

ala taraa ma tuhawil alqiam bh? 'anaha tantazir fursatan balnsbt lk lilhusul ealaa halat sakar haqanaan wa'iighwa' lak. (Don't you see what she is trying to do? She's waiting for an opportunity for you to get really drunk and seduce you)

The Pharaoh emitted a deep breath and removed his palms from his face.
la tuqaliq, la 'astatie hataa alhusul ealayha eindama 'akun maeha. 'ana faqat bihajat 'iilaa alha' aldhy yaetini. (Don't worry, I can't even get it up when I'm with her. I just need the distraction she gives me)

taqsud min khale almalabis nsf eariat wafrk yadayha fi jmye 'anha' lak mithl 'ams. (You mean by dressing half naked and rubbing her hands all over you like yesterday?) His mother sneered.

The Pharaoh looked up at his mother with a puzzled look in his hazel eyes. alays hdha ma tafealuh aleashiqat. (Isn't that what mistresses do?)

aleuthur ealaa eashiqat 'ukhraa. (Find another mistress) She whispered yelled.

A knock on the door interpreted them then the Queen darted her eyes to the door before gazing back at her son.

amul 'an yakun laha, hataa 'atamakan min jariha ean tariq alshier min hadhih algharfati. (I hope it's her so I can drag her by the hair out of this room)

Rameses Zayn shook his head slightly at his mother's comment and muttered to the person to come in, then the door opened revealing the General and two guards behind him. They bowed their heads slightly to the Pharaoh and his mother.

masa' alkhayr ya 'ashab aljalalat, alshuhud mstedwn, wahuma ealaa aistiedad lilshahadat alan. (Good evening your majesties, the witnesses are ready, and they're willing to testify right now)

hal hum fi ghurfat aleursh? (Are they in the throne room?) The Pharaoh asked, staring at the General who's head was up expect the guards.

nem fielaan. (Yes)

The Queen glanced at the General and their eyes locked in shared understanding, she gave him a proud smile for uncovering Istnofert Gigi's crimes. Now she will be punished.

The Pharaoh nodded and stood up on his feet. linadhhab. (Let's go)

They walked out of the Pharaoh's chamber to the throne room where three of Istnofert Gigi's maids where kneeling in a row, on the floor in front of the throne with their heads bowed and five guards standing behind them. The Pharaoh sat on his throne with his mother sitting at her's at his right side while the General was standing at his left side.

anzur 'iilaya. (Look at me) The Pharaoh ordered and the maids lifted the heads up with extremely frightened looks on their faces.

ant ln tatahadath 'iilaa alhaqiqat kaml? (You'll speak nothing but the whole truth?) He asked.

The maids nodded their heads.
'uqsim birabi alshams, 'iilah alshams, 'anana ln natakalam 'iilaa alhaqiqa. (We swear by Ra, the sun god, that we will speak nothing but the truth)

One of the maid uttered and Rameses Zayn cast a skeptical eye at her. He carefully observed the maids body language and posturing while reading their facial expressions carefully.

tahduth. (Speak) He commanded.

The maids glanced at each other nervously before the one in the middle decided to speak. She gulped down nervously before voicing out what she and the others knew.

kan Istnofert Gigi w Merenre Louis maswuwlin ean halat al'iijhad alssabiqat lilmalikat. (Istnofert Gigi and Merenre Louis were responsible for Queen Nefertari previous miscarriages)

Rameses Zayn sat up as the light in his eyes fades until they were dark and empty. He nodded for the maid to continue talking.

kan Istnofert Gigi yuetaa Merenre Louis bed al'aeshab liadeha fi shay almalikat kulama hamalat, wahadha ma yusabib 'iijhad almalikat. (Istnofert Gigi was giving Merenre Louis some herb to put into the Queen's tea whenever she gets pregnant, that's what caused the Queen's miscarriages)

tamakanat Merenre Louis min tanfidh khttha li'anah kan sidiyq almalikat, wakan bi'iimkanih alwusul 'iilaa gharfatiha. (Merenre Louis was able to carry out their plan because he was the Queen's friend and he had access to her room)

walakun fi alyawm almashwuwm matat almalikat, wa'adaf ean tariq alkhata 'akthar min eshb lashayha. hdha ma qatilaha. (But on the fateful day the Queen died, he had accidentally added more of the herb to her tea. That's what killed her)

The Pharaoh slammed his eyes shut and hummed the pain with clenched fists while Queen Trisha eyes were wide open in shock.

The General gritted his teeth in anger. Istnofert Gigi and Merener Louis have committed murders undetected right under their noses for all this while? He thought Istnofert Gigi had only tricked Nefert to abort the baby but he wasn't expecting the maids to uncover this treachery.

The room was silent for few moments, before the Pharaoh opened his eyes and spoke. You could feel the anger radiating from his voice but his face was calm and expressionless.

madha ean Nefert? hal ladayha yd fi al'iijhad alrrabie limalkati? (What about Nefert? Does she have a hand in the fourth miscarriage of my Queen?)

The maids shook their heads

lm takun Nafert taerif 'an eashb Istnofert Gigi 'aetaha 'anaha satuadhiy aljinin, zanat 'ana aldawa' sayajeal almalikat tanam bieumq, ymknha 'an takhudh almalikat 'iilaa ealam akhar adeat 'anaha min khilalih. (Nefert didn't know the herb Istnofert Gigi gave her was going to harm the baby, she thought the drug will make the Queen sleep deeply then she can take the Queen to another realm she claimed they're from)

The first maid in the row stated.

wakayf taerif kl hdha? (And how do you know all of this?) The Pharaoh asked.

natanasat daymana ealaa muhadathat Istnofert Gigi. (We always eavesdrop on Istnofert Gigi's conversations) The other maid whispered.

walimadha samatat ean hadhih aljarimata? (And why did you keep quiet about this crimes?)

nahn mjrd khadimat shayieat , ya fireawn. (We are just common maids, my Pharaoh)

kunna khayifin la yujad 'ayu jism sayasdiquna thuma sanueaqib ealaa alkadhib ealaa shaqiq fireawn waeashiqatih. (We were scared no body would believe us and then we'll get punished for lying against the Pharaoh's brother and his mistress)

Rameses Zayn nodded in understanding, his face still expressionless then he darted his eyes to the General.

'ayn hy? (Where is she?) He asked in a tone full of venom.

laqad 'ashart balfel 'iilaa 'an yahduruha alhurras huna. (I've already signalled for the guards to bring her here) The General answered then within minutes they heard Istnofert Gigi screaming on top of her lungs.

aismahuu li, daeni 'adhahb! (Let go of me, let me go!)

kayf tujriw ealaa talmusni! (How dare you touch me!)

She wriggled her body trying to free herself and kicks her legs in the air but it was no use as two guards had gripped her arms at each side, dragging her body across the floor. They entered into the throne room and forced her to kneel in front of the Pharaoh, the Queen and the General while still holding her arms.

Before anyone could realize what was happening, Queen Trisha had gotten up from her throne, stormed towards Istnofert Gigi and slapped her across the face at the right side of her cheek. The slap was so loud that it echoed around the room.

hadha l Nefertari! (That's for Nefertari!) She cried out.

Istnofert Gigi gasps loudly and stared at the Queen with her mouth agape, before she could say anything, the Queen raised her hand and slapped her hard at the left cheek.

wahadha min ajl qutil 'ahfadi alarbet, 'ayuha aleahira! (And that's for killing my four grandchildren, you bitch!) She yelled as tears stream down her face.

Then she spat on Istnofert Gigi's face, amul 'an tataeafan fi aljahim. (I hope you rot in hell)

She murmured before, turning around and strode to her throne.

Istnofert Gigi's face was contorted in a grimace of pain and confusion, until she saw her maids kneeling beside her then realization hits her as if she has been punched in the stomach when she remembered the Queen's words.

min khilal nazrat ealaa wajhak , ybdw 'anak qad 'ulqi alqabd ealaa ma yatimu aitihamuk bih. (By the look on your face, it seems you've caught on with what you're being accused of) The Pharaoh murmured, in a cold tone.

Istnofert Gigi looked up and began to cry but her cries were met by the blank stare of the Pharaoh.

hal taerif limadha qabalat bik kieshiqat? (Do you know why I accepted you as my mistress?) The Pharaoh stated.

li'an Nefertari tuasil 'iilaya. (Because Nefertari begged me to)

li'anaha kanat taetaqid 'an 'afdal sidiyq taraearieat bih hu 'afdal khiar litusbih eashiqatay, hayth ln yakun hunak 'ayu tunafis waghirat baynakuma. (Because she thought the best friend she grew up with was the best choice to became my mistress since there wouldn't be any rivalry and jealousy between you two)

lakunaha kanat makhtiat, walam taetaqid alsadiqat alty aietaqadat 'anaha ymkn 'an takhunaha. (But she was wrong, the friend she thought couldn't betray her did.)

madha tawaqaeat? (What did you expect?) Istnofert Gigi exclaimed as a sob escapes her lips.

'ant lm tarani 'ayu hubin, lm talmasni hataa mundh 'an wasalat 'iilaa huna. (You've never showed me any love, you haven't even touched me ever since I got here.)

The Queen threw her a disgusted look.

kli shay' ean Nefertari, tahsul ealaa kli alhabi mink, wala shay'. (It's all about Nefertari, she gets all the love from you and me nothing)

The Pharaoh stared at her, his eyes void of emotions. laqad 'akhbaratk maratan wasa'ukhbaruk maratan 'ukhraa ، 'ana la 'ahbak wala 'asheur bialainjidhab aljinsii lak. (I've told you once and I'll tell you again, I don't love you and I'm not sexually attracted to you)

lkuniy 'ahabak, 'ana 'ahbik. (But I love you, I love you) Istnofert Gigi cried.

kunt 'arghab fi 'iietayik wrythana hataa yumkinuk 'an tuhbani, hataa law kan dhlk lifatrat qasiratin. (I wanted to give you an heir so you could love me, even if it's just for a little bit.)

Rameses Zayn's tilted his head slightly staring at her.

iidha lm takun seydana lakanat qad ghadarat, falan yudturk ahd 'iilaa albaqa'i. lkn bsbb aljashe aikhtarat albaqaa'. (If you weren't happy you could have left, nobody would have forced you to stay. But because of greed you chose to stay.)

wafakarat 'anak 'iidha lam yastatie Nefertari 'iietayiyun wrythaan, fymknk 'an tatasalal 'iilaa qalbiin, bi'iietayiyin tflaan, waqad aimtathalat Merenre Louis 'iilaa khattk alshryrt li'anah lm yakun ealaa hqyqt 'an Nefertari akhtarni bsbbh. (And you thought if Nefertari couldn't give me an heir then you can sneak your way into by heart my giving me a child and Merener Louis complied to your evil plans because he was still not over the fact that Nefertari chose me over him)

Istnofert Gigi's face looked pale as her body trembled with sobs.

ant eadhr muthir lilshafqat laimra'a. (You're a pathetic excuse of a woman)

iidha kunt tazunu 'anani kunt sa'ahabik li'anak 'aetayatani wrythana. (If you thought I would've loved you because you gave me an heir)

The Pharaoh stood up and looked down at her with a hostile, cold stare then averted his eyes to the General.

aighraqaha fi alnayl wata'akad min 'an jasidaha la yaghsal alshata'. (Drown her in the Nile and make sure her body doesn't wash ashore)

Istnofert Gigi eyes widened and began shouting, pleading for mercy but her pleads fell on deaf ears as the guards dragged her out from the throne room.

The Pharaoh strode out of the room to his chamber and quickly his mother followed him. She opened the door to find him holding one of Harry's dresses and their son's clothing Harry didn't finish weaving before he left.

The Queen closed the door quietly behind her and Rameses Zayn looked up at her as the first tear broke free from his eye, then the rest followed in an unbroken stream.

The Queen walked towards him and pulled him into a hug as he broke down and sobbed uncontrollably like never before, all the emotions and pain he had bottled up inside his chest came rushing out of him.

Tears course down the Queen's cheeks as she held her son's in her arms, and even though everything was overwhelming she didn't break down because at this moment she needed to stay strong for her son.

After a while Rameses Zayn's sobs began to subside, and his mother wiped his tears as he gaze at her then spoke in a calm voice he could muster.

'ana daeif jiddaan balnsbt laha. (I'm so weak for her) He whispered.

la yaeni albaka' 'anak daeif, bal 'iinah yadulu ealaa 'anak kunt tawi alkthyr min al'alm waleawatif lifatrat tawilat jdana. (Crying doesn't mean you're weak, it just shows you've been harbouring a lot of pain and emotions for too long)

The Queen whispered sadly.

The Pharaoh sniffles and took in a deep breath and exhaled loudly.

hal satajlab Nefertari 'iilaa huna marat 'ukhraa? (So are you going to bring Nefertari back here again?) The Queen gaze at her son with hopeful look.

la. (No) The Pharaoh answered as he looked into his mother's eye.

urid bidayat jadida. (I want to afresh start)

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Harry came out of the bathroom with his hair pulled into a ponytail and dressed in loose pants and a long-sleeved T-shirt that was slightly tight over his swollen belly. He walked over to his bed and placed the hospital gown on the sheets then his father stared at him with a raised eyesbrow.

"I hope you know you haven't been released to go home yet"

"I know" He whispered and sat on the bed, cradling his belly. Ever since he got to know he was still pregnant, he can't seem keep his hands off his growing baby bump. He is constantly touching and rubbing it.

Des averted his eyes to the different varieties of chocolates and the purple roses lying at the end of the bed. Harry had asked him to buy them earlier in the day without telling him what they were for, so he called his driver and ordered him to buy them and some new clothes for Harry.

"Daddy"

"Huh?" He shifted his gaze to Harry.

"How do ask forgiveness from people you love but hurt them?"

"Oh, is that what the chocolates and roses are for?" Des asked and Harry nodded his head.

"Well firstly you have to apologize to the people you have wronged and explain why you did what you did, but don't make excuses"

Harry nodded his head, taking notes.

"Um most importantly try and understand what it would be like to be in that person's situation, you know what I mean. Cos they might decide to forgive you or need some space for a while"

"Then you've to show them that you've changed and ask for their forgiveness"

"And lastly try to sweeten the deal"

"Like make up sex?" Harry blurted out.

Des eyes widened and was shocked at Harry's bluntness. He cleared his throat loudly before answering the question.

"Um yeah, something like that but you can't have sex with Niall in your condition"

"Niall?" Harry frowned.

"Come on Harry I'm not blind, after talking to Niall, you asked me to buy chocolates and flowers then you took a shower, got dressed in new clothes, trying look pretty for him"

"I know Niall is the father of my grandchildren, you don't have to hide it from me. I'm not going to get mad"

"In fact, I'm quite relived it's Niall"

Harry bit his lower lip nervously, debating whether he should tell his father the truth or not.

"Niall didn't get me pregnant, Rameses Zayn did" He whispered.

Des sighed softly, and leaned closer to Harry then held his hands. "Now back to the question you have been avoiding all this while, Who is Rameses Zayn?"

Harry gulped nervously and cast his eyes down, fiddling with his fingers in his father's palms. He took a deep breath before finally giving the answer to the question he has been fleeing from.

"My Pharaoh" He whispered as his eyes met his father's gaze.

"Your Pharaoh?" Des asked with confusion laced in his voice and Harry nodded.

"I'm going to tell you something very important, but you've to promise me you won't tell anyone, not even the doctors. What I'm about to say sounds crazy and unreal but it's the truth"

Des nodded his head and gently squeezed Harry's hand. "You can tell anything, I will believe you and I promise I won't tell the doctors"

Harry gave him a small smile then proceed to tell his father everything from his dreams to how he fell in love with the Pharaoh, then to what happened inside the pyramids and also, he enlighten his father who Rameses Zayn, Queen Trisha, Istnofert Gigi, Merener Louis and the General were.

He revealed how Niall got to the other realm using black magic and also recount his argument with Niall and how he caused his miscarriage. He told his father how the healers disclosed to him that, he had lost the baby and why he decided to come back to this realm. After he finished talking, Des gaze at him like he was crazy.

"I'm not crazy Daddy" Harry murmured with a frown.

"I didn't say you were crazy" Des replied.

"But you're looking at me like I'm crazy"

Des rubbed his hand on his temple and sigh softly "Okay, so let me get this straight, you think you're the reincarnated wife of this Pharaoh named Rameses Zayn who is dead for God knows how many years and you had sexually dreams about him. Then you fell in love with him and he took you out of this century to his century without your knowledge when you got inside the pyramids. He got you pregnant and you were living happily, until Niall appeared in that realm using black magic, then tried to persuad you to come back home but you refused. He made you lose your baby so you left the Pharaoh because you thought you couldn't give him an heir and now you're planning to go back to him?"

Harry nodded his head.

"This sounds like a story on Wattpad written by a pervert girl named Jenny"

"I thought you said you'll believe everything I say?" Harry furrowed his bows.

"Its very difficult to believe this story"

"Then how else would you explain my breasts and my three months pregnancy?" Harry stated.

Des pinched his eyes shut and groaned. "Okay, how about I go with you to this ancient realm you're talking of, just to see it with my own eyes"

Harry's eyes beamed with happiness then a soft knock on the door got their attention, quickly Harry tried to get down from the bed and go it but Robin stopped him.

"Jesus Christ, calm down. Remember you're pregnant" Des scolded him

"I don't want to waste time" He whines a pout as Des helped him sit back on the bed.

"I know but you have to calm down, too much excitement is not good for the babies"

Quickly Harry cradled his belly, rubbing it "I'm sorry babies, mommy is very excited to get back to Daddy, pay no attention to me"

Des sighed softly then walked towards the door and opened it, revealing Kwame, Mr Evans and Niall. He opened it wide and gestured for them to enter before closing the door.

"There is no need for pleasantries, I have already told my father everything, can we please make this quick" Harry said with a sense of urgency before anyone could open their mouth to speak.

"Good cos the last thing I need is a picture of me on various TV news stations talking about how a black guy made a white boy disappeared into a thin air" Kwame deadpanned and he starts removing his clothes.

"Whoa whoa, why the hell are you removing you clothes?" Des muttered with wide eyes.

"I thought you've been told everything?" Kwame raised his eyebrow.

Mr Evans pinched the bridge of his nose with a frustrated groan and looked at Des "Pardon him Mr Styles, but he has to dress in a particular way to perform the transition"

"You mean naked?"

"Half naked, his lower body will be covered with a piece of red cloth"

"I need to ask questions....

"Daddy please, let him do what he has to do. If he has to perform the rituals fully nude, I don't care. I want to go home to Rameses Zayn now!" Harry cried out as tears stream down his cheeks.

All this while Niall was staring at Harry, hoping he would return his gaze even if it was just a glance but Harry completely avoided him as if he wasn't there. So he stepped back behind Mr Evans, praying Harry would at least have his happy ending with the Pharaoh, unlike him.

"Okay okay" Des sighed frustratedly, afraid if he doesn't give into Harry's demands, his son might get emotional and it might trigger a panic attack so he gave Kwame the permission to continue with what he wanted to do.

Kwame removed his clothing, leaving him in his boxers only and while everyone had averted their eyes from him, Mr Evans was busily checking out his body then Kwame gave him a winked and he rolled his eyes with a faint blush on his cheeks.

Kwame opened the backbag he brought then took out a red cloth and wrapped it around his waist. Then he took out a container and began applying the whitish substance on his body while murmuring words underneath his breath.

Des stepped closed to Mr Evans and whispered to him. "What is that white stuff he is applying on his body?"

"Talcum powder" Mr Evans answered.

Des raised his eyebrows "Why is he using talcum powder?"

"It's links him to the gods in the spiritual world and he's not using just any ordinary talcum powder, there are specific powders used for this. Others use white clay dug from the earth"

"Once the powder is applied and he says few words, it's invokes the spirits of the gods and he becomes the incarnation of the gods"

Des opened his mouth, shaped his lips into an 'o' and cast a skeptical eye at Kwame.

Then a sudden gust of strong winds blew through the room out of no where and knocked Kwame to the floor making him fell backwards in the process. Everyone in the room felt the winds but no one was affected except Kwame. A loud gasps echoed in the room as Mr Evans and Des rushed to his side. Harry looked on, confused of what was happening.

"It's a warning from the gods to stop" Kwame muttered with a groan of pain as Mr Evans and Des helped him to stand on his feet

"What do you mean?" Harry stared at Kwame nervously.

"It's means he can't continue with the transition, this is the second time the gods have rejected his request" Mr Evans answered.

"Second time?" Des asked.

"I tried going back yesterday so I can inform Rameses Zayn about Harry and the baby but it didn't work" Niall whispered looking down at his feet.

"What-what do you mean it didn't work?" Harry's lip quivered as a sob threatened to choke off his voice.

"No, they are saying I can't get back to Rameses Zayn" Harry cried in a shaky voice as more tears courses down his face.

"It looks like the portal is closed, no one can get in" Mr Evans uttered worriedly looking at Harry.

"No, you are lying" Harry cried out "You are lying"

"Harry calm down" Des rushed to his side, trying to comfort Harry by hugging him but Harry was having non of that as he pushed his father away with his hands.

"No, I want to go back to Rameses Zayn, I want Rameses Zayn" A sob tore from his throat then Niall saw the look on Harry's face that made him want to hug his best friend and ease his fears but the moment he moved forward to touch and calm him, Harry shouted in rage and cradled his hands to his belly as if he was protecting his babies from from a monster.

"Don't you dare touch me!"

"This is all your fault. You did this. You caused this!"

"If you had left me alone, non of this would be happening and now my children won't know their father because of you!"

As soon as the words come out of his mouth, Niall felt a stab in his heart and stepped back, looking down at his feet, before walking out of the room. Kwame frowned at Harry's reaction towards Niall.

"This isn't only Niall's fault" Kwame stated.

"As much as it's hurts you have to admit that you bought this on yourself when you decided to come back"

"Kwame!" Mr Evans whispered yelled in a warning tone.

"What? I'm only saying the truth" Kwame uttered, justifying himself.

Harry's tears continued to flow as sobs wracked his body, robbing him of the ability to speak then Des hugged him and this time Harry didn't resist but buried his face in his father's chest and let the sobs rule when he remembered the last words Rameses Zayn told him before whispering that he shouldn't forget much he loves him.

If you start to miss me remember I didn't walk away, you did.

"Breathe, through your nose slowly, remember what the doctor said about how panic attacks can affect you and the babies?" Des whispered and Harry nodded, crying in muffled sobs against his chest and breathe slowly to avoid having another panic attack.

Des held him in his arms until he fell asleep and gently, Des placed him on the bed then covered him with the sheets. Then he turned to Kwame and Mr Evans.

"Look I don't believe in this story Harry told me but if it's true then I'm begging you, do something to help my son?"

"He even bought flowers and chocolates to apologise to Rameses Zayn, if there is anything else you can do, please do it. I will pay any amount of money you'll ask for"

"I'm sorry but I can't do anything" Kwame replied and Des nodded sadly.

"We will be here to help him in anyway we can, just call on us and we will be there" Mr Evans murmured and handed his phone number to Des.

Des sighed with sad eyes as he took the card from Mr Evans and thanked him. Then Mr Evans excused themselves that they want to leave and promised to come back and check on Harry. Des thanked them again for their support and they left in search of Niall. They found him leaning by the car at the hospital packing lot, deep in thought.

"Hey" Mr Evans rubbed his back.

"Stop thinking too much, Harry will come around. You guys will be best friends once again, you'll see"

Niall shook his head "I don't think so, I destroyed our friendship and he's right, I'm responsible for everything he is going through. I deserve the shit I'm going through"

"I won't denied what you did was wrong but you're not to be blamed for Harry's decisions. Like Evans said he'll come around and I have a feeling it's going to be soon" Kwame whispered.

Niall looked up at him with a hopeful look then Kwame punched his shoulder playfully with a smile "Now let's go get my grandchild his vitamins"

Mr Evans rolled his eyes then opened the car door and slide into the driver's seat. Kwame sat beside him and Niall sat at the backseat of car then leaned his head back against the seat and sighed loudly as the car pulled out of the hospital lot into the street. He prayed to God to take care of Harry and give him the strength to face all the emotional trauma he's going to go through.

After a week Harry was discharged from the hospital and the doctor prescribed some vitamins and iron supplements for him to take, since he has lost weight and also aid him to eat more. During the ride home, Harry was quiet, rubbing his belly with his hand as memories of Rameses Zayn kept playing in his head.

He remembered how Rameses Zayn's eyes would light up whenever he sees him and would kissed the hell out of him then make love to him. A small smile etched on his lips when he recalled how the Pharaoh would kiss his belly and his cheek whenever he leaves for his daily duties and comes back. Then also remembered the Queen warmly hugs and advice she always gives him.

He bit his lip at the memory and blinked back a couple of tears that threatened to fall from his eyes. His children are now his number one priority, even though he is mentally and emotionally drained, he will do his possible best to stay healthy and take care of them.

When they arrived home, Des helped him up to the house then to his bedroom and when they entered, Harry gasps softly at the scene in front of him. Des has totally transformed half of his room to a nursery.

"I figured you will want them stay in your bedroom when they are born"

"Thanks Daddy" Harry turned around and hugged his father hard, as tears rolls down his cheeks.

"Anything for you and my grandchildren" Des cooed and Harry smiled through his tears.

"Now let's go and check them" Des murmured with a smile and gently pulled Harry towards the nursery,

A month passed and a lot of things has changed when he came back home. He has stopped going to school and was now doing an online course to finish his high school education. He has cut all contacts with his friends at school, he doesn't want anyone to know about his pregnancy since it was unheard of, for a male to get pregnant.

He has finally accepted the fact that he's never going to see Rameses Zayn again, but at least he sees him in his dreams and sometimes he wished he could close his eyes and fall asleep forever, just to stay in that place where his dreams feel so real.

He turned his body on the bed and laid on his back then gulped down as few of his tears trickled down his cheeks. He rose up from the bed with a soft sighed and wiped his tears as he walked to the large mirror in his room then stood in front of the it and gaze at himself.

There has been a lot of changes in his body for the past weeks, he grown a little taller with excessive feminine features, his breasts has become bigger and his baby bump has began showing. He stared at himself in the mirror and smile sadly. "I wish I was with your Daddy" He whispered as he rubbed his belly.

He sighed softly again and glanced at the clock on the wall which reads 8:30pm then walked out of the room wearing an oversized t-shirt which length was between the middle of his thighs, revealing his shapely, soft legs and his large breasts were straining against the thin fabric of the t-shirt with his hair pulled in a ponytail.

He went downstairs to the kitchen and walked to the fridge then opened it and frowned when he didn't see his favorite ice cream he usually eats before bed. He pouted and groaned then heard his father's voice in the living room.

Quickly he walked to the living room and began calling out his father's name with a whine without realizing his father wasn't the only one in the living room "Daddy"

Des lifted his head up and saw Harry walking towards him. "Daddy I need ice cream"

Des glanced at the people opposite him and gave them gave an apologetic smile "Excuse me gentleman, I will be right back"

Harry's eyes widened when he realized he has just interrupted his father's meeting, he turned to the people to apologise then his breath hitched and his heart skipped a beat when he saw who they were.

Des stood up and sighed "Pardon my manners gentlemen, I would like you to meet my son Harry styles"

"Harry, this is Zayn Malik and Liam Payne, my new business partners"

A shiver ran through Harry's body from the top of his head to the tips of his toes as the man named Zayn Malik looked directly into his eyes, gazing at him with a penetrating stare. Then slowly he moved his hazel eyes from Harry's face, down to the length of his t-shirt, inch by inch to his legs then his gaze intensified when his eyes rested on Harry's belly and frowned.

Harry began feeling light-headed and dizzy then without warning his body started to move backwards but a familiar arms caught him on time before his body could hit the floor.

He heard his father's voice shouting out his name and clung onto the person holding him. The next thing he knew he was being lifted by strong arms that cradled his body like a baby and then he breathed in the scent of the familiar person and realized it wasn't his father holding him but rather the familiar scent, warmth and arms belongs to no other but Rameses Zayn.

His Pharaoh.

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What a roller coaster ride 😂

I hope you like it.

Sorry for the delay, I have been busy.
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Most people find it funny and unbelievable that a lot of traditional priests or priestesses in West Africa apply talcum powder on their body before or when they're about to perform any rituals.

These are pictures of some them and a video.

I asked around and leant there is an actually reason why they use white clay dug from the earth or some specific talcum powders on their body but I wasn't told. Top secret I guess 🤷

I want everyone to know that the gods are in total control of this story. I'm just the writer 😁

Harry Edward Styles, the love of my life, the only sugar in my tea. The only star in my sky, the only man who edfghhhbjikjnnnjjii in my dreams.
Happy birthday my King.
I love you.😍❤️

Thoughts on the Chapter

Thoughts on Harry

Thoughts on Rameses Zayn

Thoughts on Istnofert Gigi

Thoughts on Niall

Thoughts on the Queen.

Thoughts the rest of the characters.

Thank you for reading ❤️