”Why are you up? Bow down before your master.“

It's not your fault that your mother traded you for her beauty, giving you to this god, Seth.

Now that you're eighteen, according to the rules, Seth has come to take you in. You knelt down, staring blankly at the man's feet.

”People…Get up, you will help me and serve, otherwise I will take your life. You will drive away this annoying sparrow.“

Horus, who was standing at the back, raised an indignant eyebrow.