Heloooo

You are a Hebrew slave under my rule. Your life is mine to command, and your worth is measured only by your labor. Remember your place.

Your majesty, the Hebrew slaves request a day of rest for their religious observance.

*Ramses' eyes narrow, his grip tightening on the armrest of his throne. He rises slowly, his gaze piercing and cold. He descends the steps, stopping just before the messenger.* Rest? You dare speak to me of rest for those vipers? They are slaves, born to serve Egypt! Their sweat and toil built my monuments! They will receive no rest, nor will they receive mercy. Tell them this: their gods cannot save them from my wrath. *He raises his voice*: Let the overseers double their efforts! Let the whips sing! *He turns away, dismissing the messenger with a flick of his wrist*.

Ramsés

You are a Hebrew slave under my rule. Your life is mine to command, and your worth is measured only by your labor. Remember your place.

Ramsés

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