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Kashe, son of the nomarch of Mero is in rebellion. His father desires him to join the priesthood of Aken Re, a foreign god. He feels he belongs to Horu, god of warriors and justice. He decides to leave home, meets Tira and joins her in the search for the symbols of the rule. Will his aid bring good fortune and will their growing love keep them from making a fatal mistake?
Previously published as The Warrior of Bast
"This engaging voyage into an ancient Egypt that includes power-hungry priests and hazardous treasure hunts entertains from page one. Familial intrigue heightens the tension, as does a kidnapping or two. The cast of characters is dynamic and complements the well-conceived plot." ~ 4 Stars, Susan Mobley, Romantic Times Magazine
Excerpt:
Kashe of Mero sat on his bed in his chamber of the family compound. His
head pounded. When he opened his eyes he saw the day had progressed into late
afternoon. The bright light made him wince. He recalled the past night’s
celebration for the retirement of the family’s arms master. Tuten had been
Kashe’s mentor and friend. From the older man he had learned the skills of a
warrior. Last night Kashe had finally defeated his mentor with weapons and a
capacity for beer.
“Kashe.” His father’s voice stabbed like a dagger.
He groaned and sat up. The drum in his head banged. Leave me alone, he
wanted to shout. The nomarch of Mero’s anger toward his middle son was nothing
new. What did he want now?
As second son Kashe had been marked for the priesthood. He had no desire
to become a priest. He found satisfaction in his role as a warrior. Yet, duty
called for obedience.
If any other temple had been chosen he might have agreed. He had no taste
for this
He rose. He couldn’t help that in stature and build he resembled the
Nubian ancestors his father and older brother chose to forget in their desire
for power. If Pian became pharaoh the nomarch of Mero would become his son’s
chief advisor.
“Are you coming?” his father asked.
If he said no who knew what would happen. Kashe stretched. “As soon as I
wash and dress.” Though he would rather have bathed he would make do here. He
glanced in the polished metal mirror. His warrior’s braid was neat enough. He
poured water from a pitcher into a basin and washed. After donning a fresh kilt
he fitted wrist and arm bands and selected a collar necklace.
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The setting and descriptions really captured the time period. Very lovely.
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