𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑨𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑨𝒈𝒆𓂀 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 ! 𝑹𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑬𝒈𝒚𝒑𝒕

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Mark Antony lost the battle of Actium and committed suicide, just as you predicted it.

Only if he and Cleopatra listened to your words, it would have been easier.

Octavian didn't keep his promise and captured you, Cleopatra, and her children.

Before Cleopatra and her servants lay dead after committing suicide by a snake poisonous bite, you killed the snake afterward by cutting its head with the foot of the chair.

You don't want to die.

"Are they dead?" Octavius inquires after entering, looking at the dead bodies.

"What do you think?" you mock him, too tired to cry.

You have wasted all of your tears grieving over Nadar.

"You are the girl who kept sending me those letters for the past few years" you chuckle before correcting him.

"You mean months"

Caesar signs for his soldiers to leave you both alone, which they obey without question.

"It felt like years to me, every time I waited for your reply, it felt like a year has passed"

You stand on your feet, staring at the box Octavius is holding.

"You broke your promise and didn't greet me at the borders as you promised me" he states bitterly, pulling the box away from your reach.

"Just give me the box, I don't have time for this, you invaded Egypt and got what you wanted, give me the damn thing" you argue angrily.

You want to end this suffering and return to your family.

This box has the keys to your freedom.

"The woman who gave me this box is wicked, (Y/n)" you stare at him.

"I know" you reply before he finally hands you over the box.

Taking a deep breath, you open the box, excepting to see the keys, Zahra has talked about.

But instead, you find a paper.

A small piece of paper was written on it a few words.

Dear (Y/n),

Everything is a lie, my dear foolish human.

From Satan AKA...

Zahra

And

Nadar

PS. There's no curse, you and your friends are just too beautiful to resist.

You stare down at the paper, realizing the cruelty of your situation.

Satan was playing with you all along, he personified himself as many people just to spite you.

To spite your family and their friends.

No wonder, why you got no explanation for anything.

It was all a play.

Satan used your family's magical abilities to play with them and you.

After coming to this conclusion, you fall on your knees, and let out a scream of anger and sadness.

The Roman man is shocked at your reaction, before kneeling beside you on the ground.

"What is wrong, (Y/n)?" Octavius inquires, trying to understand why are you so sad.