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PREVIEW of Chapter Three

The Chronicles of Moses
The Man who would be Pharaoh

Epic Novel




The Man who would be Pharaoh



By Paul Rodricks



– The Man who would be Pharaoh


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Glossary of Ancient Egyptian Names  

Senmut, Senenmut        “Mother’s brother” 
Kemet                          Egypt, ‘black’ land 
Waset                          Thebes 
Mennefer                      Memphis 
On                               Heliopolis
Ta-Seti                         Cush, Kush
Ta netjer                       Punt

Read the preview of the CHAPTER TWO (Continued) here:


PART ONE 

 CHAPTER 3


Vizier Senenmut refused entry into Waset City.   


Senenmut’s mind returned to the present when he saw two army scouts coming and his commanders ride their horses ahead of his chariot. They soon accosted the scouts. Then Djedefre reeled around his horse to reach Senenmut. "My Lord, Pharaoh’s army is mobilizing at the main city-gate. They are stationing many troops outside the wall."

"Order the army to slow down its march”, the Vizier reacted to his Commander’s report. “Position the cavalry on both flanks of the infantry. I will lead. The chariots will follow me.  

After you give the orders, you’ll return to ride beside me."

 Senenmut wore the royal Vizier’s kilt with a white, blue-lined head cloth. A fine leather piece covered his chest thrown across his broad shoulders. He wore at his waist an ornate, ivory-inlaid dagger, a gift from Queen Hatshepsut. A long broadsword lay in its fixed scabbard inside the chariot, and beside it, stood the long composite bow and a quiver full of arrows. His feet were clad in thick leather sandals custom-made for a steady grip on the chariot’s floorboard. 

The Vizier rode his light chariot ahead followed by the chief charioteer in a bigger, sturdy 8-spoke chariot. On seeing action, Senenmut would leave his smaller chariot and join the chief charioteer. The latter would drive the chariot and protect Senenmut with the long shield. He would also deliver weapons to him during the battle.

His Army Commander was soon beside him. Senenmut glanced back to check if the army was following him in the ordered formation. 

The next hour and half saw them getting closer and within the clear sight of the city wall. Senenmut could see the three-layer deep lines of foot soldiers dressed in full body-armor, helmets, carrying shields, battle-axes, and officers riding horses and chariots. Archers and lancers stood by the portholes of the fortresses inside the city-wall. 

They were half a mile away from the city-wall, when Senenmut ordered the army to stop marching. From the position that they now stood, the city-wall was in full view, with the main gate remaining shut.

Soon two Kemite cavalry officers left their formation and rode towards Senenmut's chariot. One came riding ahead. When he had come closer, Senenmut recognized him.

The horseman wore a similar white cloth headgear and a leather jacket covered his bare chest, meaning dressed for combat. He carried a sword, a longbow, and a quiver of arrows, across the horse-saddle. That man was Thanuny, a royal scribe and Army Commander under Tuthmosis. 

Senenmut wondered about the fate of Hapuseneb. He was Hatshepsut’s southern Vizier and her staunch supporter. Vizier Thanuny stopped his horse a few feet away from Senenmut.

"Greetings, my Lord. I am Thanuny, Pharaoh Tuthmosis' Scribe, and Army Commander."

"I know who you’re, Officer,” retorted Senenmut, and continued in a cynical tone. "I see you no longer owe allegiance to the Queen. Are you now come to lead Tuthmosis’ army against me?" 

Thanuny replied in a neutral voice, "I have come in peace, my Lord. Co-regent Tuthmosis is now my Pharaoh and Master. He has sent me to convey his respects and a message of importance."

"I see... has he become so important or rather impotent that he cannot even tell me face-to-face what he has to say? He dishonors me by sending a sycophant of a scribe. I am still the Chief Steward of Kemet and a Co-regent, and I am only responsible to our great Queen Pharaoh.”

"I beg your pardon, my Lord. I do not mean to disrespect you. I am now duty-bound to Pharaoh Tuthmosis and must do whatever he commands of me."

"Well, Officer, what is the message you bring to me? Tell me now. I have no time to waste. As you can see, I am on my way to the Palace, returning from an expedition abroad."

"Chief Steward, the message weighs heavily on me. With all humility, I must deliver the message to you. Pharaoh Tuthmosis and the Ruling Council have judged that your Excellency must not return to Kemet."

"What is the act of treason I am accused of?"

"I am sorry, my Lord, my orders are to stop you from entering the city. You must leave Kemet." He turned and pointed to the large formation of troops stationed outside the city-wall.

Senenmut was burning with uncontrollable anger. "Am I now treated as a fugitive? Where is the Queen Pharaoh Hatshepsut? Is she no longer in power? You rebelled against an able ruler who has prospered Kemet. I will never forgive anyone of you should any harm happen to her.”



To be continued ...



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