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And she never saw the city o£ Akhetaten again. In Thebes she and
                                    her husband were met by Ai, who now in some remarkable way
                                    was a priest of the forbidden god Amon, and the same day her

                                    husband was declared pharaoh of both Egypts and she his
                                    divine wife. But in the declaration her husband was called
                                    Tutankhamon and she Ankhesenamon.
                                           On the day of their proclamation the king and queen of

                                    Egypt, aged eleven and twelve, wandered hand in hand through
                                     the immense ancient palace of their ancestors, which they had
                                    never seen before, among the gangs of slaves busy sweeping and

                                     shoveling out the accumulated sand of fifteen years, and the
                                    masons and painters and carpenters repairing the damage which
                                     had been allowed to accumulate after the royal household had

                                    moved forever to their desert utopia. In the bewildering change
                                     in their circumstances only two things remained the same; they
                                     were together, as they had been all their childhood, and they

                                     were still, it seemed, divine, whatever name men used for the
                                     god who lent them divinity.
                                           Nefertiti did not come to Thebes. Ankhesenamon never
                                     learned what part, if any, her mother had had in her father’s

                                     death (it was not a matter into which she wished to inquire too
                                     deeply), but in the revolution that followed his death Nefertiti

                                     held fast to the worship of Aten and insured that Akhenaten
                                     received the burial which he had desired, in the rock-cut tomb
                                     in the hills towards the sunrise. And in the years that followed,
                                     as the royal household and the craftsmen and artisans and butch­

                                     ers and bakers moved away from the dying and accursed city
                                     of Akhetaten, Nefertiti remained with her priests and retainers

                                     in the House of Aten.
                                           In Thebes no one was in any doubt that the real ruler was
                                     the priest Ai. He it was who held the seal and who instructed
                                     Tutankhamon in the responses he was to make. It was he who

                                     ordered the completion of the great temple of Amon which
                                     Amenhotep HI had commenced,                       and he who formulated the

                                                that was to wine out the              name of Akhenaten from the
                                     pages of history. Everywhere his name was to be erased and his
                                     deeds ignored—with the result that Tutankhamon was officially
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