in the dusty dunes of egypt,the sun shone over the soft sand,heating it up and making it impossible to walk barefoot

The Pharaoh sat limply in his throne,a hand supporting his chin as he stared at his servants with a bored look on his symmetrical face

A servant fanned air into his face to keep the almighty Pharaoh cooled off

Jirou had just awaken in the soft sheets of the Pharaohs private chamber,which she shared with her husband.She was immeadiately clothed by servants and lead out of the chamber