The Loyal Lieutenants Act Zero Scene Six

 

Act Zero

Scene Six

 

Ptolemy met with his lieutenants: Mr. Mardian, the commander of his boys; Tariq Jabel, the leader of the assassins, which includes the ladies who do all the killings; and Alexas, the matron of the chambermaids. They met on the barge sailing on the Nile.

“What happened at the café?” The pharaoh was upset at the failed attempt on Mark Antony.

“It was all planned. The driver was to take him there, and the ladies would be at the table. Somehow, he saw the act and took down the ladies.” Tariq reported. “The driver died too.”

“And we failed the task. How am I to tell the Consulate member that we fumbled there?” The pharaoh looked at Tariq.

“They are one of the best pairs. They had...”

“Failed. All their previous achievements are no good when they failed one time.” The Prophet reminded Tariq. “Mr. Mardian did better. He got the agent killed, and the other……….. what his name is…… Moses. That is one Moses who will not part the sea there and escape Egypt.”

“Boys, we are to please Rome, and the Romans ruled Rome, so we will do them good tasks. They will consolidate our ranks here, and when we are powerful like Rome, we will take on them in return. Till then, we act as the humble friendly Egypt.”

“Today, Julius Caesar is coming to Egypt. He will be here with us for a month, but I intend to have him stay longer. We will treat him as a... Pharoah deserved to be.”

“Pharoah, I got news that Enobarbus’s wife was killed along with our boy, Alik Basu.” Mr. Mardian reported.

“Alik Basu? He is the so-named stud but has always claimed to be a surgeon. You must be happy he was sent there, or he will be fucking the harem here.” Pharoah smiled. “I never liked him. He wants to taunt us with his manhood.”

“He got shot there, Pharoah.” Mr. Mardian smiled. “Above his balls.”

Mr. Mardian is an eunuch who lost his testicles when he was castrated by the pirates. He, however, retained his prick, which he made use of. He wondered what they called a man without a prick—fucked up perhaps.

“Does Enobarbus know of his task?” Pharoah asked.

“I am unsure, but he could be shot because he was having an affair with the wife.”

“Damn him to hell. He was to get a line on Enobarbus and not fuck the wife.” The pharaoh was upset. “Cicero called me then. He was upset, too. We were to get news on how to blackmail Enobarbus.”

“Moses dead, Isaac dead, and now even Alik, who have we left at Rome?” The pharaoh asked.

“We have one more.” Mr. Mardian replied.

“Keep that one covered. We will use that one soon.” The Pharoah smiled. “Now onto Caesar.”

It was then that his sister, Cleop, walked in. She was younger than the Pharoah and obviously shared the same qualities as her whore mother, who seduced Ptolemy II, who was twice her age. The daughter of the whore was a beauty, with nicely shaped curves and a bubbly, rounded chest, but it was her nose that stood out well. Like a set of beautiful pout lips, Cleop's unique beauty was her well-sculpted nose, which was straighter with a smaller, slightly upturned tip and a small chin.

“Marius,” Cleop addressed her half-brother with his name in a shrill tone; that was her wrathful tone when upset. “Who …...”

“Dismiss all of you.” The Pharoah looked at the lieutenants and then faced his fierce and feisty half-sister.

“I was having a discussion with...” Ptolemy III looked towards Cleop.

“I want to know who this Caesar is and why I was... " Cleop, when upset, held an aura of mysticism about her beauty.

“Cleop, I was to tell you, but you were...” Cleop was away down south to get her tan skin toned.

“I am here now.” Cleop glared at Ptolemy III.

“For one, do not call me Marius. I am Ptolemy III, or Pharoah, if you wish to address me. I invited Julius Caesar from Rome to visit us. We need the Romans strength to aid us.”

“Are we that weak?” Cleop asked.

“We are not, but the others are onto us soon. We have been paying the Sicilians, but they are too far away to assist if we ever get invaded. We got the Texans on our borders. The Porto Ricos are making overtures.” Ptolemy III told Cleop. "I was approached by Rome, or more specifically, the Romans, and with them on our side, we could do without the Sicilians. Or any others.”

“How will we win over the Romans?” Cleop asked.

“Well, I was thinking of...”

“To make me a whore to be pimp to Caesar? You must be mad. I am Lady Cleop of Egypt.”

“Exactly my thoughts. You will consolidate our strength.”

“Fuck …… Forget that ever happening. My mother had Ptolemy II, but not... Cleop was upset. “You are...”

“To protect Egypt, we all sacrificed our...”

“Fuck off, Ptolemy.” Cleop stormed off.