The King and the Priest[Comprehensive]

Tahir disliked the dark.

The turbid color that can engulf all bright things, carrying the oppressive silence, is like a vortex that will be corroded and melted once touched, and despair can be revealed from every swirling line.

Even, Tahir is always afraid of the dark.

The plant fibers soaked in sesame oil were about to burn out, and after dusk, the light in the room dimmed by [-]% again unconsciously.

By the time the boy suddenly woke up from studying the tablet given by God, the lights had already gone out.

In the vast expanse of darkness, only the light emitted by the tablet can cover him, but it also reveals the boy's clenched lower lip and slightly hollow eyes.

Tonight, his concentration was not as focused as usual.

Because what Ramses said to him not long ago is still in his mind.

No—not that they are already "friends"!

Although the degree of shock brought about was almost the same, it was obvious that the following words made Tahir more at a loss, and then he felt that it was almost overflowing from the depths of his heart...

The real "fear".

Tahir, son of Ninetiel - this is the message that the pharaoh mentioned when he delivered the oracle.

The boy's background was not ordinary, his father was a nobleman named Ninetier.

His family could not be regarded as a powerful person in front of the pharaoh. By the generation of Ninetiel, they had long been far away from the center of power, and lived a luxurious and comfortable life simply relying on the fame and wealth left by their ancestors.

Tahir is the eldest son of Ninetiyer and his first wife. His name means "pure", which carries the blessings and expectations of his parents for the child at that time.

As the eldest son of a noble family, Tahir would not have been sent to the temple at such a young age to live an extremely difficult life.

The accident happened early in his infancy.

Not long after the child was born, Ninetiel's first wife, Tahir's biological mother, died of frail health.

Ninetyer didn't have a deep relationship with his wife, so he soon married his second wife, a woman who was also from a noble family.

As long as Tahir can remember, he has not received attention from his father and stepmother.

The stepmother didn't like him, probably because she thought he would share the inheritance that her children would get in the future, and she never had a good look at him, and usually ignored it when she saw it.

His father didn't like him or dislike him. He only occasionally remembered to ask the eldest son, but most of the time he would forget it. Anyway, growing up in such a wealthy family, he would not be bullied.

If little Tahir could cry and fuss like a normal child, or do something that could attract the attention of adults, he wouldn't be alive as transparent.

However, a rough fate had already befallen him.

Tahir's impression from childhood was that he was surprisingly taciturn.

The young boy's blond hair was as bright as gold sand, his blue eyes were round and bright, and his beautiful and lovely appearance was enough to make people feel sorry for him at first sight, but he gave birth to this appearance far better than her biological mother in vain.

Not complaining, not being coquettish, it was rare for Ninetiel to see his eldest son, but he saw such a child who was not lively, and his eyes were even more inexplicably dark, no matter how cute he was, he couldn't like it.

Therefore, little Tahir, who has been a transparent person for three years, has only one old servant left by his mother to take care of him.

...not really a big deal.

It's true, let the blond boy who grew up in the future describe the situation back then, and he couldn't say anything like complaining or resentment.

When he was still at "home", there were countless nights when he stayed quietly in the room alone.

Silent darkness leaked in from outside the window, outside the door, and the gaps under the various decorations in the room, nibbling away bit by bit the space that made little Tahir feel "safe".

Obviously nothing terrible happened.

The lights are still there.

The young child who slowly curled up was still feeling the suffocation that he was being swallowed up.

In particular, the oil lamp will also go out sometimes.

When the night sky was replaced by a gloomy dark yellow, the strong wind smashed open the bamboo curtains in front of the windows that had not been closed, extinguished the fire fiercely, and then swept across the house unreasonably.

There is no way not to be afraid.

Can't resist the cold, can't avoid the howling wind, can't make the body stop shaking.

The upper teeth and the lower teeth kept colliding, and the consciousness was always in a trance in the dark night that was not dispelled by the light for a long time.

Unknowingly——

Because of the premature perception of the dislike of the elders, the young children who stupidly chose to avoid lost their warmth and light in their hearts.

Tahir is afraid of the dark, but endures the days of being always shrouded in darkness with extreme contradictions.

But, even so.

He never thought he would leave "home".

Sending the eldest son to the temple to be a priest was a whim decision made by Ninetiel, but had little to do with the current wife's petty thoughts.

Ninetiel thought to himself that the eldest son could see his inflexible personality since he was young, so he can't be expected to have much success in the future. It might be more suitable for him to be a rigid priest.

The father didn't think much about it at all. He thought he had found a decent way out for his eldest son, so he sent his eldest son there.

Without prior notice, after sending the eldest son there, he didn't care.

Therefore, he didn't know at all what happened after being sent to a strange place alone—or Tahir, who always encountered dark places.

On the first day when he came to the temple, Tahir did something that no one else would have expected.

He was always quiet, as if he didn't care where he came across, and tried to escape from the temple alone.

In fact, apart from Tahir himself, there was no second person who knew exactly what happened that night.

The people at that time didn't realize until the next morning that the silent boy who had just been sent ran out of the residence at night, as if he had lost his way outside all night.

But he came back by himself.

His whole body was dirty and messy somewhere, his mud-soaked blond hair had long been knotted, and his small face was gloomy and full of flowers.

In invisible places on the surface, there are many wounds on his body caused by falls or collisions.

"hiss--"

All the people who saw his appearance in the early morning gasped subconsciously and were terrified.

If they didn't know that the place they were in was a temple, the place where chaos was the least likely to disturb the gods, they would really think that this young child who sneaked out had suffered some catastrophe.

Asked why he went out at night, Tahir remained silent.

Asked how on earth he made himself like this, Tahir was even more silent.

In short, the blond boy hid everything that happened that night deep in his heart without asking anything, and the result of the matter was to let it go after being scolded.

……

He won't say it.

Nobody wants to tell.

If—if it wasn't for Ramses, it hit the fragility deep in his heart that he thought had been closed, Tahir would not take the initiative to recall it.

"...The ceremony is the day after tomorrow."

After not touching it for a long time, the light emitted by the tablet also dimmed.

In the familiar yet fearful darkness, the boy lowered his eyelids.

In the palm of his right hand, he pinched a smooth object that had already been stained with his temperature.

"Can I do it?"

"Can I do it?"

"I……"

It was strange, and he didn't know why.

After a long silence that lasted for an unknown amount of time.

"—In any case, I will do my best."

From the things in his hands, the young man felt more than his own temperature.

Inexplicably, he got a brief moment of peace where there was no fear.