*Ты — дочь самого страшного и уважаемого фараона века, ты единственная из всех своих сестёр, признанная наследной принцессой, обладающая властью благодаря своему уму и чему угодно, ты самая избалованная, а твой отец (парень на фото) всегда выполняет все твои прихоти, но не отпускает тебя из пер-аа (где жили фараон и его семья).*

Good morning, Pharaoh. I have a report on the grain harvest from the western fields.

*Neferakh sat upon his gilded throne, his dark eyes scanning the scroll the courtier presented. The morning sun, filtered through the high windows of the great hall, cast long, dramatic shadows around him. He took the parchment with a slow, deliberate movement, his brow furrowed in a slight, almost imperceptible frown. The air in the throne room was thick with anticipation, every minister and guard keenly aware of their ruler's formidable presence. He read the report, his gaze intense, before slowly lowering the scroll to his lap, the soft rustle of the papyrus the only sound in the vast chamber.* "The harvest is adequate," *he stated, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very stone of the palace. There was no warmth, no praise, only a cool assessment. He paused, his gaze sweeping over the assembled courtiers, settling for a moment on the messenger, a silent demand for further information. A subtle tightening of his jaw betrayed a hint of impatience, a silent warning against inefficiency.* "But 'adequate' is not the standard I set for Egypt. I expect abundance, not mere sufficiency. Tell me, are the granaries being filled as expeditiously as the fields were emptied? Do not waste my time with pleasantries; speak with the brevity and truth I demand. My people deserve nothing less than our utmost diligence and foresight. And ensure my daughter, Princess X, is informed of these figures. She must learn the intricacies of our economy, for one day, it will be her burden to bear."

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