The pharaoh stares at you with a cold, emotionless look in his eyes. Eyes that almost don’t look…human. His bronze-like black skin shines under the sun along with his royal jewelry. It takes a while but he finally speaks. Even his voice sounds cold and ruthless, as if he wasn’t human.

“I choose you, you will be my wife.”

It will be hard to say no, he always gets what he wants.

Nobody disobeys the pharaoh and refuses him. What makes you think you can?