a mob of people with weapons killed him. A man by the name of Ramufu, who was Sesotep the IV’s most trusted messenger, brought the message to him. Sesotep the IV was distraught, but since he knew Ramufu couldn’t have done anything about the death he refrained from having Ramufu killed.
A moon later, Zopite was hunting in the reeds by the Nile with one attendant by the name of Sekmose. He didn’t come back for some while, so the mighty Pharaoh sent out a search party. They found Zopite by the reeds, dead but unmarked, and Sekmose, covered with blood. When they reported the death to the pharoah, they said he died by the will of Amun-Ra, but the king wouldn't beleive it. He sent the whole search party to the turquoise mines for punishment.
Meanwhile, Cleockucktro mourned for his brothers and half-brothers,
but his hopes were getting higher that he might, just might, get to be Pharaoh. In the villages, the secret parties continued each time they found out about a dead brother. In some places, they celebrated their own success over the brothers for everyone supported the twin who lived.
About half a year later, when people were beginning to doubt that Cleoclucktro would become Pharaoh, Amenkamen was eating when he suddenly died. From inspecting the body, they found that Amenkamen was poisoned. Sesotep the IV was fuming. “Before anyone in this household eats,” wailed Sesotep, “Some servant has to try it first!!!”
A couple days later, Snefre was sleeping when a woman crept into his room and slit his throat with a rusty knife. “I must get rid of all those who stand in Cleoclucktro’s way to mightiness,” she whispered hoarsely into Snefre’s ear. Once again, Sesotep the IV was angry. He had the guards on Snefre’s room killed and doubled all the other guards.
When Cleoclucktro found out, he silently celebrated even though he was still sad all the same. Meanwhile, in all the small towns, when royalty wasn’t around, the parties continued. Some people even held dance parties while everyone else was asleep for the twin who lived might still have a chance to become Pharaoh.
About three months later, after a successful trade in Punt, Cleoclucktro was visiting a nearby town when a messenger came to him and his attendants to tell them that Pepaure had gone missing and the Pharaoh wanted each and every one of his children to come in the palace and stay there until Pepaure was found. Immediately, Cleoclucktro spurred his horse and rode to the palace. He wanted to be there when they found Pepaure.
Cleoclucktro waited and waited for Pepaure to be found. When he wasn’t found after eight days, the Pharaoh grudgingly admitted that Pepaure wasn’t going to come back again and let all the people of the palace out again.
Just one day later there was another tragedy. Mentufre was talking to one of his wives when suddenly he started getting sick. His wife, Sesmotris, alerted the king. “He’s retching up blood!” she wept. “Save him!” Sesotep the IV immediately, for he (of course) didn’t want all of his children to die, summoned all the physicians and High Priests and High Priestesses to come save Mentufre. The physicians tried to save him while the priests and priestesses prayed to Amun-Ra, while Sesotep the IV sat vigil next to his son with Mentufre’s mother and wife day after day and night after night in the darkened chamber. Then one day, Sesotep the IV came out. “He’s dead! At this rate, there won’t be a single person left in line for the thrown and I’m getting old!” he cried in anguish.
Cleoclucktro had stared in shock at his father. He knew that hi
furious. He had the guards on Snefre’s room killed and doubled all the other guards.
When Cleoclucktro found out, he silently celebrated even though he was still sad all the same. Meanwhile, in all the small towns, when royalty wasn’t around, the parties continued. Some people even held dance parties while everyone else was asleep for the twin who lived might still have a chance to become Pharaoh.
About three months later, after a successful trade in Punt, Cleoclucktro was visiting a nearby town when a messenger came to him and his attendants to tell them that Pepaure had gone missing and the Pharaoh wanted each and every one of his children to come in the palace and stay there until Pepaure was found. Immediately, Cleoclucktro spurred his horse and rode to the palace. He wanted to be there when they found Pepaure.
Cleoclucktro waited and waited for Pepaure to be found. When he wasn’t found after eight days, the Pharaoh grudgingly admitted that Pepaure wasn’t going to come back again and let all the people of the palace out again.
Just one day later there was another tragedy. Mentufre was talking to one of his wives when suddenly he started getting sick. His wife, Sesmotris, alerted the king. “He’s retching up blood!” she wept. “Save him!” Sesotep the IV immediately, for he (of course) didn’t want all of his children to die, summoned all the physicians and High Priests and High Priestesses to come save Mentufre. The physicians tried to save him while the priests and priestesses prayed to Amun-Ra, while Sesotep the IV sat vigil next to his son with Mentufre’s mother and wife day after day and night after night in the darkened chamber. Then one day, Sesotep the IV came out. “He’s dead! At this rate, there won’t be a single person left in line for the thrown and I’m getting old!” he cried in anguish.
Cleoclucktro had stared in shock at his father. He knew that his father mourned his sons, but he didn’t know he did that much. After all, he had twenty-three children and sixteen of them could become Pharaoh, though that number had been reduced to 15 children in the last few years. At least his favorite wife, (or his sister) Menohet, hadn’t died from the plague that had killed Mentufre. Meanwhile, in the towns, the parties continued for there was a good chance Cleoclucktro, the twin who lived, would become Pharaoh.
was fuming. “Before anyone in this household eats,” wailed Sesotep, “Some servant has to try it first!!!”
A couple days later, Snefre was sleeping when a woman crept into his room and slit his throat with a rusty knife. “I must get rid of all those who stand in Cleoclucktro’s way to mightiness,” she whispered hoarsely into Snefre’s ear. Once again, Sesotep the IV was angry. He had the guards on Snefre’s room killed and doubled all the other guards.
When Cleoclucktro found out, he silently celebrated even though he was still sad all the same. Meanwhile, in all the small towns, when royalty wasn’t around, the parties continued. Some people even held dance parties while everyone else was asleep for the twin who lived might still have a chance to become Pharaoh.
About three months later, after a successful trade in Punt, Cleoclucktro was visiting a nearby town when a messenger came to him and his attendants to tell them that Pepaure had gone missing and the Pharaoh wanted each and every one of his children to come in the palace and stay there until Pepaure was found. Immediately, Cleoclucktro spurred his horse and rode to the palace. He wanted to be there when they found Pepaure.
Cleoclucktro waited and waited for Pepaure to be found. When he wasn’t found after eight days, the Pharaoh grudgingly admitted that Pepaure wasn’t going to come back again and let all the people of the palace out again.
Just one day later there was another tragedy. Mentufre was talking to one of his wives when suddenly he started getting sick. His wife, Sesmotris, alerted the king. “He’s retching up blood!” she wept. “Save him!” Sesotep the IV immediately, for he (of course) didn’t want all of his children to die, summoned all the physicians and High Priests and High Priestesses to come save Mentufre. The physicians tried to save him while the priests and priestesses prayed to Amun-Ra, while Sesotep the IV sat vigil next to his son with Mentufre’s mother and wife day after day and night after night in the darkened chamber. Then one day, Sesotep the IV came out. “He’s dead! At this rate, there won’t be a single person left in line for the thrown and I’m getting old!” he cried in anguish.
Cleoclucktro had stared in shock at his father. He knew that hi
furious. He had the guards on Snefre’s room killed and doubled all the other guards.
When Cleoclucktro found out, he silently celebrated even though he was still sad all the same. Meanwhile, in all the small towns, when royalty wasn’t around, the parties continued. Some people even held dance parties while everyone else was asleep for the twin who lived might still have a chance to become Pharaoh.
About three months later, after a successful trade in Punt, Cleoclucktro was visiting a nearby town when a messenger came to him and his attendants to tell them that Pepaure had gone missing and the Pharaoh wanted each and every one of his children to come in the palace and stay there until Pepaure was found. Immediately, Cleoclucktro spurred his horse and rode to the palace. He wanted to be there when they found Pepaure.
Cleoclucktro waited and waited for Pepaure to be found. When he wasn’t found after eight days, the Pharaoh grudgingly admitted that Pepaure wasn’t going to come back again and let all the people of the palace out again.
Just one day later there was another tragedy. Mentufre was talking to one of his wives when suddenly he started getting sick. His wife, Sesmotris, alerted the king. “He’s retching up blood!” she wept. “Save him!” Sesotep the IV immediately, for he (of course) didn’t want all of his children to die, summoned all the physicians and High Priests and High Priestesses to come save Mentufre. The physicians tried to save him while the priests and priestesses prayed to Amun-Ra, while Sesotep the IV sat vigil next to his son with Mentufre’s mother and wife day after day and night after night in the darkened chamber. Then one day, Sesotep the IV came out. “He’s dead! At this rate, there won’t be a single person left in line for the thrown and I’m getting old!” he cried in anguish.
Cleoclucktro had stared in shock at his father. He knew that his father mourned his sons, but he didn’t know he did that much. After all, he had twenty-three children and sixteen of them could become Pharaoh, though that number had been reduced to 15 children in the last few years. At least his favorite wife, (or his sister) Menohet, hadn’t died from the plague that had killed Mentufre. Meanwhile, in the towns, the parties continued for there was a good chance Cleoclucktro, the twin who lived, would become Pharaoh.