RAMSES
Chapter Eight - Wives, Sons, and Sister-Goddesses
Section 9 of 18
CHAPTER EIGHT
Wives, Sons, and Sister-Goddesses
RAMSES DIDN’T JUST rule for 67 years.
He had enough time to build a religion, a city, and a family tree that looked like it had been struck by lightning.
First came Nefertari. The favorite. The legend. Queen of queens. Her tomb in the Valley of the Queens is painted like a dream. Gods guiding her, stars above her, and hymns all over the walls. Ramses didn’t just love her. He immortalized her. Her a temple at Abu Simbel made her the same size as the gods. No queen had ever been shown equal to Pharaoh before. Nefertari was.
Then came Isetnofret. Another wife. Another legend. She gave him Merneptah, the son who would eventually take the throne. And then came the others. Dozens more. Princesses from foreign kingdoms. Nobles. Concubines. Sisters. Daughters. Anyone who could keep the bloodline going.
Because Ramses wasn’t just building monuments.
He was building a dynasty.
Over a hundred children. Probably more. Sons lined up in stone carvings like soldiers in a parade. Daughters turned into priestesses and queens. And yes, some of those daughters married Ramses too. Not because Egypt was short on options. But because Pharaohs were gods. And gods didn’t marry strangers. They married blood.
It wasn’t weird to them.
It was divine policy.
The royal court was packed with repetition. Same names. Same titles. Same faces. Trying to figure out the family tree is like trying to read a snake eating its own tail.
And then the funerals started.
Ramses lived so long he had to bury most of them. Wives, sons, and daughters. He outlasted heir after heir after heir. The line of succession kept changing because the throne kept going cold. The scribes would scratch out one name and replace it with another. The future kept dying. But Ramses didn’t.
He stayed on the throne.
Alone, but never alone.
Surrounded by memory. Worshipped by his own blood.
A family man.
A god-king.
A one-man dynasty who made sure Egypt would never forget him or anyone who shared his name.
