24 Muddle

~I think I'm falling...~

They sailed gently on the Nile and Aria had never felt such euphoria, such bliss.

She'd never been on a ship before, but Akhenaten had made that dream come true.

They were both seated beside one another as the male servants waved the peacock-feathered fan over them.

She was so excited she stood and moved to the ledge to see the water move below.

Shortly, Akhenaten stood too and came to stand beside her.

He was wearing his nemes crown but he hadn't put on his artificial beard.

Aria realised that as Pharaoh, he couldn't leave his head uncovered.

She knew he would have to shave his hair soon, but she liked his hair.

"What are you thinking?" Aria jumped a little at his voice.

"Nothing." She said quietly.

Akhenaten faced her, but she didn't look at him.

"I know I have wronged you, Aria." Aria heard him say.

She turned to him surprised.

Aria's heart skipped a bit involuntarily as she looked into his amber eyes.

She averted her eyes.