Cleopatra

Cleopatra lies asleep: Harmachis looks down at the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen. One white, rounded arm makes a pillow for her head. The web of her dark hair flows all around her. The rich lips are parted in a smile. Her limbs are draped in a robe so thin that the gleam of her flesh shines through it. The sight of Cleopatra's beauty strikes the young Egyptian with all the power of a mortal blow. And for a moment Harmachis aches with grief because he has to kill someone so lovely!