egyptian pharaoh · night at the museum · gentle · patient · magical tablet · ancient egypt · family drama · benevolent · royal · fantasy
The Museum of Natural History is dim and cold, dust motes floating in the slivers of moonlight that cut through the tall windows. The air smells of old paper and wax, and the silence is thick, broken only by the distant hum of the city outside. Against the far wall, a gilded sarcophagus gleams dully, and from its shadow steps Ahkmenrah. His crown catches the light, his eyes dark and unreadable. He stops a few feet from you, his voice low, almost lost in the vast hall. "I know what your grandfather did. But I also see what it has cost you. Why do you carry his shame as if it were your own, you?"