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Updated: May 23, 2025
All Nebenchari's papers are in our possession, the most important being a letter in thine own hand promising his father, who assisted at Nitetis' birth, a thousand gold rings, as an inducement to secrecy even from the priests." "In whose hands are these papers?" asked Amasis in a freezing tone. "In the hands of the priesthood." "Who speak by thy mouth?" "Thou hast said it."
Kassandane's blind eyes expressed her gratitude for this self-renunciation on the part of her son, and she said: "My daughter, I need your forgiveness too." "But I never once doubted you," cried Atossa, proudly and joyfully kissing her friend's lips. "Your letter to Bartja shook my faith in your innocence," added Kassandane. "And yet it was all so simple and natural," answered Nitetis.
Three days before the time fixed for the departure of Nitetis, Rhodopis had invited a large number of guests to her house at Naukratis, amongst whom Croesus and Gyges were included. The two lovers had agreed to meet in the garden, protected by the darkness and the old slave, while the guests were occupied at the banquet.
In the day-time he would wander about as if looking for something, and in the night they often heard him calling Nitetis. The physicians became very anxious about his health, but when they sent him medicine he threw it away. It was quite right of Croesus to say, as he did once 'Ye Magi and Chaldaeans! before trying to cure a sick man we must discover the seat of his disease.
Nitetis sighed, and the queen Ladice exclaimed, "On the contrary, that very fact proves that you understand but poorly how to appreciate woman's nature!
"But if Kassandane or Atossa should send to her?" "Turn the messengers away, and send word that every attempt to see or communicate with Nitetis will be regarded by me as a personal offence." "May I ask a favor for myself, O King?" "The time is not well chosen for asking favors." "I feel ill. Permit some one else to take charge of the hanging-gardens for to-morrow only." "No! now leave me."
"Shall you be able to decipher the Greek writing?" "Gyges and love will help me!" "When I told Nitetis of your departure she begged me to wish you farewell, and tell you not to forget Egypt." "I am not likely to do that." "The gods take thee into their care, my son. Be prudent, do not risk your life heedlessly, but remember that it is no longer only your own.
In the morning you will visit Kassandane, chat with Atossa, and listen to the teaching of your noble mother." Here the blind woman bent her head in approval. "Towards noon I shall come to teach you, and we can talk sometimes about Egypt and your loved ones there, but always in Persian. You would like this, would you not?" Nitetis smiled.
And now I don't feel anything more of my illness; I dreamt I was lying in a field of blooming poppies, as red as the blood of the young lambs that are offered in sacrifice; Bartja was sitting by my side, and Nitetis was kneeling close to us and playing wonderful songs on a Nabla made of ivory.
I made my obeisance in silence, ordered every one to leave the sick room, and, when I again called them in, announced that Ladice had given birth to a second girl. Amasis' real child received the name of Tachot, the spurious one was called Nitetis."
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