This is a historical novel about royalty and the height of royalty manifested in the ancient king, Nebuchadnezzar. The Scrolls of Zion called him “The Head of Gold.” The royalty of his reign has never been matched. The city where he sat on his throne was the richest city in all of history.
Royalty can be beautiful or royalty can be ugly. In either case, it is an undying mystique. It is loved and hated, pursued and denied — but never forgotten. The tales that are told and the rumors that are spread about royal persons never die. They are intriguing and only grow more so as they are repeated.
Add to any royal setting a beautiful princess and the story improves and grows in interest. Royalty can barely survive without a princess. She is the forever mystique that makes the royal setting almost divine.
This book is also a story of the battle of the gods. Practically every culture in the Middle East, where Nebuchadnezzar ruled, worshiped a different god. From Inanna at Ur of the Chaldeans to Marduk of Babylon, Ashur of the Assyrians or Jehovah of the Scroll people, etc. — every war and conflict were attributed to the will of the gods. In most of these cultures, the kings were themselves considered little gods or at least the physical representations of these gods. Young maidens were often called goddesses and declared to have come down from the gods as tokens of success.
Nebuchadnezzar, the Head of Gold, was the ultimate king. Adding to his kingship was his princess, Amytis, who became his queen. From the marriage of Nebuchadnezzar and Amytis, together with the marriage of Babylon and Mede, the first world government was created.