PH Adrasteia Hatshepsut in PiRamesses (PG-13) - A lost Game, Stolen Goods, and a Missing Lady (1/3)
Author: Adrasteia Hatshepsut
Date: 05-28-06 16:42
A lost Game and Stolen Goods
The royal brothers of Minoa laughed as they recounted their sisters slip off the back off the bull for Adrasteia’s final vault. It had been a friendly Bull Jumping competition to see which of the children of Minos would have to go to the far eastern Zakro palace docks. It was time for Zakros monthly survey of their docks, and a royal son or daughter had to attend to write the report. Minos suggested a Bull Jumping contest to see which of the six would have to go, starting off with the luck of the drawn between two of them; the two he drew were his son Echion, and daughter Adrasteia.
Adrasteia had felt confident that she could vault the bull more times than her youngest brother Echion, whose weakest sport was Bull Jumping. However, that was before she strained her ankle when catching herself while slipping off the bulls back instead of leaping. She couldn’t even attempt another jump after that, for fear of seriously damaging her ankle.
“Did you see Adrasteias face as she realized she was slipping!” exclaimed Kedalion, an amused grin across his handsome face. The five brothers roared with laughter as Adrasteia sprinted gingerly to catch up.
She gave Echion’s shoulder a sharp punch as she rejoined the group, “I expect to get back at you next time we meet in the boxing ring!” Adrasteia challenged with a chuckle as they continued their way through the Palace of Knossos to the great Double Axe Hall, where King Minos was waiting to hear the news.
As they passed through the enormous entrance to the hall Minos stood from his work to greet his rowdy children, “So can I guess who won?!?” Minos was excited to hear the outcome.
“It was Echion father!” Laertes cried out from the furthest of the group.
“Echion!!!”
“Yes!” Manethas retorted, unable to keep from laughing. Adrasteia elbowed him quickly, her face flush with embarrassment. “And Adrasteia slid off the bull!” her twin continued.
“Slid?!” This story was getting better and better to the king. “Well goddesses spite me for missing it! Sounds like I missed one of your best contests yet” Minos commented as he hugged both of his contestants, “Looks like Echion will be our man of honor for the feast tonight, and our Kalliste will go to Zakro in the morning-Your mother Queen NeferSesen will be heartbroken!” The king said as he smiled with pride, a hand on each of their shoulders.
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Adrasteia had been in the Eastern Palace for a few days now, her report was complete. Rather than heading back to Knossos right away, Adrasteia had made plans to visit a near by smaller town, who had reported their shrines in disrepair.
”I might as well inspect Petsofa,” she had mentioned to her father before leaving the palace, ”It is reported that the shrines there aren’t in the shape they aught to be.”
The road to the mountain sanctuary of Petsofa started right off the merchants row, Adrasteia could not help but pause to look at some of the goods the merchants were peddling, much to the dismay of her escorts.
In this port citys market place, there seemed to be more Egyptian wares than Adrasteia could remember last time she was here. She stopped at a table displaying nothing but Egyptian jewelry and trinkets. Collar necklaces, bronze hair pins, rings, and pendants all sat neatly on display, each spot chosen with care by the elderly man selling them.
“Aaahhhhh, your majesty Queen Kalliste,” his soft old voice greeted, “Thank you so much for stopping here at my table and our great city-palace of Zakro,” he smiled a genuine smile that Adrasteia often would see from her subjects.
”Oh no, thank you!” she responded, giving a lovely smile of her own, “You have such lovely items on sale here, it’s a delight to my eyes.” Her tone was sweet, soft, and honest, a manner of voice she often used outside her own royal palace. As she searched the table her eye caught sight of a silver ring among the predominately bronze and gold scattered table. Adrasteia placed a finger on it, tilting so she could get a better look at the front. A shenu ring? She thought to herself as she finally pick the ring up off the table to read the hieroglyphics, I thought a shenu was only supposed to enclose the name of and Egyptian King or Queen, she questioned silently, then suddenly recognized the hieroglyphics with out having to try and read them.
“That’s odd,” Adrasteia said aloud, a slightly puzzled look on her face.
“What is it highness?” the man inquired, extending his white haired head for a better look at the item.
“It’s my name,” she responded, “My Egyptian name given to me by my mother, Queen NeferSesen. Hatshepsut!” She showed the ring to the vendor.
The man furrowed his brow, looking at the ring for a moment, if Adrasteia had thought about it, she wouldn’t have bothered, he probably couldn’t read it anyway. He shrugged, handing the ring back to Adrasteia, “Well if it bears the name of our lovely Daughter of the King, she should keep it!” His tone was friendly, and matter-of-factly, “Many things were made with your name on it when you were born many years ago Queen-Daughter, just like your brother Manethas Tothmoses.”
Adrasteia smiled again, this time bigger, he had butchered the second Egyptian name of her brother, but he was also right. Many things had been made, both here in Minoa, and Egypt. Or so she was told by the Egyptian ambassadors Nehetenamon and Athanasios, particularly Athanasios who was in Egypt now-whom often sent gifts made in Egypt to the royal son and daughter of the Egyptian NeferSesen. Although she had never seen her name in a cartouche before.
“Thank you,” she said fondly, “If ever you make it up to Knossos, please call upon me. Mention our meeting and your gift of this ring and you will be most welcomed in my house. What was your name?”
The man stood as strait as he could, his eyes shining, “Cadmus Highness!”
“Well thank you again Cadmus,” her voice like honey.
She glanced down at the table one last time, spotting another cartouche, this one she didn’t recognize, “So where did you come by these fine goods?” she inquired touching softly the little Horus statue on the top of it’s double crown as she tried to read the name.
“Mycenean merchant had a whole mess of Egyptian goods.”
“Oh…” Adrasteia looked back up at him, her expression unchanged-still smiling gently, she had figured out the name, Amenhotep, “Well I hope we meet again Cadmus,” they exchanged polite bows.
Mycenaeans, Adrasteia thought to herself as she made her way to the road leading to Petsofa, she glanced down at the ring now on her finger which she knew had once belong to an Egyptian ancestor, always up to no good. She had figured out what was going on, stolen Egyptian goods were being shipped into Zakros ports by pilfering and pirating Myceneans!!!
Date: 05-28-06 16:42
A lost Game and Stolen Goods
The royal brothers of Minoa laughed as they recounted their sisters slip off the back off the bull for Adrasteia’s final vault. It had been a friendly Bull Jumping competition to see which of the children of Minos would have to go to the far eastern Zakro palace docks. It was time for Zakros monthly survey of their docks, and a royal son or daughter had to attend to write the report. Minos suggested a Bull Jumping contest to see which of the six would have to go, starting off with the luck of the drawn between two of them; the two he drew were his son Echion, and daughter Adrasteia.
Adrasteia had felt confident that she could vault the bull more times than her youngest brother Echion, whose weakest sport was Bull Jumping. However, that was before she strained her ankle when catching herself while slipping off the bulls back instead of leaping. She couldn’t even attempt another jump after that, for fear of seriously damaging her ankle.
“Did you see Adrasteias face as she realized she was slipping!” exclaimed Kedalion, an amused grin across his handsome face. The five brothers roared with laughter as Adrasteia sprinted gingerly to catch up.
She gave Echion’s shoulder a sharp punch as she rejoined the group, “I expect to get back at you next time we meet in the boxing ring!” Adrasteia challenged with a chuckle as they continued their way through the Palace of Knossos to the great Double Axe Hall, where King Minos was waiting to hear the news.
As they passed through the enormous entrance to the hall Minos stood from his work to greet his rowdy children, “So can I guess who won?!?” Minos was excited to hear the outcome.
“It was Echion father!” Laertes cried out from the furthest of the group.
“Echion!!!”
“Yes!” Manethas retorted, unable to keep from laughing. Adrasteia elbowed him quickly, her face flush with embarrassment. “And Adrasteia slid off the bull!” her twin continued.
“Slid?!” This story was getting better and better to the king. “Well goddesses spite me for missing it! Sounds like I missed one of your best contests yet” Minos commented as he hugged both of his contestants, “Looks like Echion will be our man of honor for the feast tonight, and our Kalliste will go to Zakro in the morning-Your mother Queen NeferSesen will be heartbroken!” The king said as he smiled with pride, a hand on each of their shoulders.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Adrasteia had been in the Eastern Palace for a few days now, her report was complete. Rather than heading back to Knossos right away, Adrasteia had made plans to visit a near by smaller town, who had reported their shrines in disrepair.
”I might as well inspect Petsofa,” she had mentioned to her father before leaving the palace, ”It is reported that the shrines there aren’t in the shape they aught to be.”
The road to the mountain sanctuary of Petsofa started right off the merchants row, Adrasteia could not help but pause to look at some of the goods the merchants were peddling, much to the dismay of her escorts.
In this port citys market place, there seemed to be more Egyptian wares than Adrasteia could remember last time she was here. She stopped at a table displaying nothing but Egyptian jewelry and trinkets. Collar necklaces, bronze hair pins, rings, and pendants all sat neatly on display, each spot chosen with care by the elderly man selling them.
“Aaahhhhh, your majesty Queen Kalliste,” his soft old voice greeted, “Thank you so much for stopping here at my table and our great city-palace of Zakro,” he smiled a genuine smile that Adrasteia often would see from her subjects.
”Oh no, thank you!” she responded, giving a lovely smile of her own, “You have such lovely items on sale here, it’s a delight to my eyes.” Her tone was sweet, soft, and honest, a manner of voice she often used outside her own royal palace. As she searched the table her eye caught sight of a silver ring among the predominately bronze and gold scattered table. Adrasteia placed a finger on it, tilting so she could get a better look at the front. A shenu ring? She thought to herself as she finally pick the ring up off the table to read the hieroglyphics, I thought a shenu was only supposed to enclose the name of and Egyptian King or Queen, she questioned silently, then suddenly recognized the hieroglyphics with out having to try and read them.
“That’s odd,” Adrasteia said aloud, a slightly puzzled look on her face.
“What is it highness?” the man inquired, extending his white haired head for a better look at the item.
“It’s my name,” she responded, “My Egyptian name given to me by my mother, Queen NeferSesen. Hatshepsut!” She showed the ring to the vendor.
The man furrowed his brow, looking at the ring for a moment, if Adrasteia had thought about it, she wouldn’t have bothered, he probably couldn’t read it anyway. He shrugged, handing the ring back to Adrasteia, “Well if it bears the name of our lovely Daughter of the King, she should keep it!” His tone was friendly, and matter-of-factly, “Many things were made with your name on it when you were born many years ago Queen-Daughter, just like your brother Manethas Tothmoses.”
Adrasteia smiled again, this time bigger, he had butchered the second Egyptian name of her brother, but he was also right. Many things had been made, both here in Minoa, and Egypt. Or so she was told by the Egyptian ambassadors Nehetenamon and Athanasios, particularly Athanasios who was in Egypt now-whom often sent gifts made in Egypt to the royal son and daughter of the Egyptian NeferSesen. Although she had never seen her name in a cartouche before.
“Thank you,” she said fondly, “If ever you make it up to Knossos, please call upon me. Mention our meeting and your gift of this ring and you will be most welcomed in my house. What was your name?”
The man stood as strait as he could, his eyes shining, “Cadmus Highness!”
“Well thank you again Cadmus,” her voice like honey.
She glanced down at the table one last time, spotting another cartouche, this one she didn’t recognize, “So where did you come by these fine goods?” she inquired touching softly the little Horus statue on the top of it’s double crown as she tried to read the name.
“Mycenean merchant had a whole mess of Egyptian goods.”
“Oh…” Adrasteia looked back up at him, her expression unchanged-still smiling gently, she had figured out the name, Amenhotep, “Well I hope we meet again Cadmus,” they exchanged polite bows.
Mycenaeans, Adrasteia thought to herself as she made her way to the road leading to Petsofa, she glanced down at the ring now on her finger which she knew had once belong to an Egyptian ancestor, always up to no good. She had figured out what was going on, stolen Egyptian goods were being shipped into Zakros ports by pilfering and pirating Myceneans!!!