A human for a queen hope to many.

Nisaba the Queen of Uruk - Urnungal's wife and mother of the king Udul. A human among the gods. _____________ ♔ || track: uruksqueen Icons are made by princeofuruk, the used faceclaim is from the OS "Ipaasha"

[king-gilgamesh-of-babylon]

"I just overheard one of the most dumbfounded conversations, whether he is breaking the fourth wall or not his elegance can be proven to be nothing more than a punchline to a joke, as for you Ur I’m still await to meet your wife."

[princeofuruk-deactivated2014010]

"What was it about? And don’t be so harsh to people not everyone was raised like us." He sighed and nodded "Wait a second…" He smiled and opened a door and looked into it "Nisaba? Are you here?"

[uruksqueen]

Nisaba looked up when the door opened. She smiled softly and got up. "Where else should I be, Urnungal?", she asked softly and stepped through the door. There was this blond man with red eyes..who looked a little like Urnungal.

[uruksqueen]

It was a hot day, even for the standards of Uruk. Most of the citizens were hiding in their homes or were seeking a shady place beneath the trees, except the ones who had to work, but even they made more breaks than usual. Nisaba stood in front of the throne room...her husband, Urnungal, fulfilled his role as a king in there, she could hear his voice. She smiled softly - yes, she indeed was proud of him and she was happy to be his wife. Who wouldn't be?

Slowly she started walking towards the garden close to the building. Actually she really wanted to see Urnungal right now - there was something really important she needed to tell him - but it had to wait until he had finished his duties. She chuckled a little and laid her hand on her belly intinctively. Then she arrived at the garden and blinked in confusion before smiling slightly.

"Hello", she greeted the man in there and stepped a little closer.

[princeofuruk-deactivated2014010]

All those stars recall your goodbye;

But our love was a song sung by a dying swan ------ And in the night you hear me calling, And in your dreams you see us falling

"—-Impossible" He whispered as he looked at the woman before him. “You are dead.” She couldn’t have survived, not all those years. Not for thousands of years it was…impossible. The young king stepped forward, raising his hand to touch her cheek. She was so beautiful, the image of perfection. Now that he saw her again, he could trace over her skin knowing everything that would wait, every birthmark, every scar. Yet in the last centuries he had nearly forgotten her face. "Nisaba." He whispered before his other hand joined the other one, both lowered down to her neck, grabbing it. squeezing it as if he wanted to strangle her. "—-what trick is this? This is Ishtar’s doing isn’t it?"

[uruksqueen]

It had been a long sleep the queen had been in. At least it felt as if she had been sleeping. When she had been summoned she knew what she had been called for, but on the other side she felt as if she knew nothing. There was...strength and helplessness at the same time. Nisaba could defend herself, yes, but she was lost without her husband and her son. Her family had always been with her, but now...she was alone. She sighed. She had to deal with it - whining about it wouldn't help at all. And Urnungal wouldn't have wanted her to be weak.

It was more coincidence that she had been dragged into this place...and so it was more coincidence that she met him. He seemed to be as surprised as she was...the only thing she could do was staring. Was that true? Was he real? The moment the blond man touched her cheek she was sure...it was her beloved husband. But...how? How was this possible?

"Urnungal", she said with a quiet voice, still in disbelief. The next moment she felt his hands grabbing her neck. Fear started to grow. Why did he do that? He had recognized her, so why did he act like that? "Urnungal, what are you talking about...it's really me...! Please, look at me! What do you mean with Ishtar's doing?"