Terrifying sculptures of eagles, bulls and lions atop twenty-meter tall columns glared down with malicious intent upon the regal young woman who walked between them with head held high. Behind the columns, thick walls were painstakingly decorated with more leering lions and bulls. Surely they knew what she planned and delighted in her folly.
Yet as she approached the entrance to Apadana Palace’s Inner Court she found the attendance of the elite Immortal bodyguards with their embroidered long-sleeved robes and bronze spears so daunting that she almost faltered. Ten thousand strong, each Immortal radiated such a forbidding presence that all thoughts of the sculptures left her mind. She panicked and reached out to the Lord for shelter and refuge. His Word sped quickly to her. The wicked flee when no man pursues: but the righteous are bold as a lion.
Strengthened by the Lord speaking not of things as they were but as He saw them, she kept walking. As things were, her enemy Haman was the bold one with his open plan to destroy her people – while she was so afraid that she wanted naught else but to flee!
“What my cousin asks of me brings terror to my heart, Hathach! Any man or woman who approaches the King in the Inner Court without a summons will be put to death! It is the law!”
The King’s eunuch bowed low; “There is an exception to this rule, fair Queen.”
“Then tell me of it, faithful Hathach.”
“Should the King extend his golden scepter such a visitor’s life will be spared.”
“And has this ever happened? Has the King ever extended his scepter like so?” she pressed.
Hatharch did not meet her eyes, “No, my Queen.”
Hands wringing she lamented her predicament, “It has been thirty days since the King has called for me. I fear he no longer holds any affection for me.”
Studying her intently akin to a lion contemplating its prey, the Captain of the dread Immortals took one step forward. But she stared resolutely ahead and continued gallantly past him to the Inner Court’s entrance with unhurried steps. The Captain begrudingly let her pass.
She had sent word to her cousin, telling him of her reluctance to risk her life in this manner. Hathach returned with a reply that did nothing to assuage her fears. ‘Do not think that the king’s house will allow you alone to escape our fate. And think on this – perhaps you have come to your current position for this exact time?"
She slapped a slim hand on a marble table. “Go to my cousin and ask him to gather all the Jews of Susa and pray and fast for three days. My maids and I will do likewise. Then although it is against the law I will approach the king. And if I die, so be it.”
The moment of reckoning had finally come. Holding her back straight and head high, the most beautiful woman in Persia walked boldly into the Inner Court.
The King of Kings was seated on his golden throne, looking resplendent in his royal robes of state. Below the dais were dozens of heads of state, courtiers, military commanders, and servants. Yet, upon her grand entrance all conversation ceased immediately. That any one, even the King’s latest Queen, should be so presumptuous was inconconceivable! All eyes turned to the king. Considering the fate of his previous queen, they had no doubts to the King’s reaction to this complete lack of respect!
But to the wonderment of all, Xerxes smiled with unadulterated pleasure and held out the golden scepter.
Relief flooding through her slim being, the woman approached the throne and touched the tip of the scepter with deference.
“What is it, Queen Esther? What brings you to me this day? Your unexpected presence pleases me greatly. Ask what you will, even up to half my kingdom and you shall have it.”
“Your majesty, I have come to obtain your mercy and grace in my time of need,” she spoke confidently.
“It is yours, my Queen. Now, tell me, what is this need?” pressed the King.
“If it pleases your Majesty, may the King and his servant Haman attend a banquet at my home today. We may talk more then.”
King Xerxes clapped his hands, “Bring Haman at once – we dine with Esther today.”
Queen Esther bowed in respect. The Lord, the real King of Kings, was with her. His plan to save His people was in motion.
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