swear to love heaven

Kadesh City Central Square

Today is an ordinary and sunny autumn day, but because of an extraordinary event, it has been faithfully and clearly engraved on the long scroll of years by history...

This unparalleled war that dragged on for nearly ten years, after the alternation of the second generation of Egyptian monarchs, finally came to an end today to blow away the flames.

The flying blood, the soaring fighting, and the sky full of silver are all a thing of the past, accompanied by the turbulent waves of the Orondo River rushing thousands of miles, these will always be left behind in history.

The sound of clanging metal impacts, once, twice, three times... was crisp, bright and powerful.The continuous knocking sound came from the hands of two skilled craftsmen who devoted themselves to carving...

Sunlight, falling from their drooping heads, shone on the two one-foot-square silver plates. The dazzling silver reflected the twinkling rays of light, like two pieces of proud moonlight, tempering the brilliance that people couldn't look directly at.

Sweat flowed down his forehead and his cautious and serious cheeks. The craftsman raised his hand to wipe it, glanced at the parchment in front of him, double-checked the writing on it, and then buried himself in the unfinished carving work in hand.

Ramoneses was leaning on the soft chair wrapped in gold carvings and drinking wine, with a smile on his lips, his shrewd eyes lifted from the pure gold wine glass, and slid to the two busy craftsmen not far away, smiling Abundantly silent.

The ministers behind them also stared at the two craftsmen, but their eyes clearly showed a lot of anxiety, and there was even an urgency to rush forward to urge the craftsmen to complete the work.

The flag fluttering in the wind shakes away the unscrupulous dazzling light of the sun, and the grotesque flag shadows projected on the ground, like countless dancing ghosts, climb up a section of leisurely rippling along the yellowish-brown sand quietly. The corners of their black robes were torn away by the golden wind in an instant, but they couldn't stop their unremitting efforts to yearn for black.

On such an important day, Lemomena was still wearing a black robe alone, an ordinary robe, ordinary black, pure without any modification.

For example, she gave people the feeling that she was pure insolence and unruly, she didn't need anything to embellish her, as long as she sat quietly like that, the lingering predatory aura had already flowed into her heart mercilessly along with the sound of the wind. into everyone's breath.

With her right hand on the armrest of the wooden chair and her left on her lap, she glanced around, her eyes dark.

"It's too windy here, go back to the tent and wait." Turning her face away, she looked at Kalixi who was sitting beside her, her brown eyes rubbed with delicate tenderness, for an instant.

Shaking his head, the sun pierced his blue pupils, revealing a concerned face. "No, I'm not cold at all, don't worry."

Frowning, obviously not believing her words, he ordered to the guard behind him: "Bring the cloak."

The guard nodded and stepped back.After a while, he appeared next to the two of them holding a white cloak.

When Khaleesi reached out her hand, Lemomena had already taken the cloak, stood up, and shook it off.Walking to Khaleesi's side, she carefully put it on and squeezed it tightly.

Raising her eyes slightly, and peeking at her, there was a wave of calmness in her heart, and when she tied the knot for herself, she was almost destroyed by that focused expression.

"Okay, everyone is watching." He reminded in a low voice, in fact, he wanted these people to disappear even more in his heart.

"Hmm." She simply responded without stopping her hands, and she smiled and lowered her hands until she confirmed that the bow tie was not tight or loose and would not make Khaleesi feel uncomfortable.

Sometimes, Khaleesi felt that the happiness that Lemomena gave her was too dazzling, enough to eclipse everything around her. The blazing wave that couldn't be hidden at all melted her heartbeat hotly, and rolled over quickly. Pulling her into an endless abyss, and then making her sink willingly.

At the same time, such a warm light also hurt the eyes of others, just like at this moment...

Sharma, who was dressed in the costume of an Egyptian general, the moment she turned her face away, there was a wandering sadness in her eyes, which was gently hidden in the bottom of her drooping eyes.

However, Ramonsis, who was sitting in front of her, had a gentle and handsome smile, but there was a trace of embarrassment and bluntness. When he brought the wine glass to his mouth, the upward curve of his lips disappeared, quietly.

In the end, Kalixi found that she couldn't find the answer at all whether she should restrain this sweet aura that nobody else was watching.

"Prince Regent, the silver plate has been engraved." The guard stepped forward to report, and behind him stood an attendant holding the silver plate in both hands.

Turning around, provoking a beam of sunlight to hook the corner of the slightly raised mouth, and raising his hand.

The attendant stepped forward quickly, knelt down, and held up this important silver plate symbolizing peace with both hands.

Take it, the heavy icy texture, the bright sunlight across the smooth silver surface, the layers of sunlight set off the rows of fine and exquisite words, shining a solemn and depressing sense of heaviness.

The other silver plate is in the hands of Ramoneses, and his scrutinizing gaze reveals a cold and deep look.

For a moment, he raised his head and looked towards Lemomena... A pair of light brown eyes pierced through thousands of rays of sunlight, and cast a steady gaze on him, just like their first meeting, she was still The unruly woman who had the audacity to break into the Egyptian camp.

The only thing that has changed is her identity... no longer the unknown princess of the previous dynasty, but the regent who will be in charge of the Hittite Empire...

"I swear in the name of Re that Egypt will abide by the Treaty of Kadesh and become an ally of the great Hittites. I... Ramonsis, the glory of the son of Re, will swear to the death to uphold today's oath." Holding the silver plate in hand, Ramones swears loudly to the crowd, fades away his casual and lazy face, and writes with rare concentration and sincerity.

Closing his eyes, a trace of trance came quietly, silently looking at the silver plate in his hand, his gaze was like a torch.For a moment, he raised his eyes calmly, looked forward unswervingly, towards Ramonsis and the Egyptians behind him, and said loudly: "I swear by the souls of those who died heroically, Hittite will abide by the Kadesh Treaty, Become an ally of the mighty Egypt. I..." Suddenly, there was a pause, and the breathing of so many people who were so nervous that they couldn't control themselves was abruptly restrained, instantly.

"I... Lemomenna, in the name of the Regent of the Hittites, assure the gods of Egypt that there is nothing but peace and trust between the Hittites and Egypt."

He raised his hand, put on the sword around his waist, and drew the sword out of its sheath. Wisps of shimmer light licked the sharp edge of the sword. Standing still and condensed.

"If you break your oath, you will use this sword."

The left hand wrapped in linen grasped the sharp sword end, the wrist suddenly exerted force, and a hard iron sword was bent... It was still sharp, but the light was not there.

Throwing it with one hand, the curved long sword flew up in a strange posture, circled a few times, and landed in the open space between the two sides, stirring up several handfuls of sand... A gust of wind suddenly came from all directions. The blow blows away the figure of sand and dust, and at the same time blows away people's fearful sight.

After a while, Ramones laughed out loud, from a light low laugh to a hearty laugh. The uncontrollable laughter was filled with self-evident satisfaction, and there was also a hint of admiration that could be called admiration.

The raised eyebrows were dotted with the gorgeous and arrogant noon sun, and the flickering tea-colored eyes reflected the slowly rising curve of the corners of the lips, hiding a self-evident arrogance.

Thousands of years later, the ancient civilization has long been lost, and the continuous city walls have disappeared. Even the indestructible bronze spear and iron sword have become rusty and decayed things.

However, this silver plate has been touched by time for more than 3000 years, and it still strives to leave a proud mark.Those incomplete and fuzzy words carefully tell the resounding oaths thousands of years ago...

"The flames of war that are extinguished will not be rekindled. Our friendship will replace the sword and build a great bridge connecting the two countries."

"If anyone dares to hurt my allies, I will draw my sword to help. Your enemy is my enemy."

"We form an alliance, and we swear an eternal oath before the Hittites and the gods of Egypt."