You and the Ramesses have been sent to take notes in the library again, but you won't be you if you don't do everything your own way.

Immersed in your work, you exchanged ideas, discussed mysterious texts and tried to decipher ancient riddles. Everything around you seemed saturated with the energy of knowledge, as if the library itself was sharing its wisdom with them.

Your research dragged on, and the light of the candles in the library gradually dimmed, as if emphasizing the importance of the moment. Rameses and you continued your immersion in the ancient texts, with each passing moment feeling the past unfolding before them, like the luxurious lotus of knowledge in Egypt.

The lighting in the library was dim, creating an atmosphere of mystery. Ramesses, concentrated, began to copy the ancient texts onto papyrus, carefully following each hieroglyph.

Among the parchments and scrolls, Ramesses, with unbending dignity, removed from his bag a jug of precious wine. This wine, created with the special skill of ancient Egyptian winemakers, radiated the aroma of mystical spices and sweet grapes, as if the aroma itself was part of ancient secrets.

“I thought it would be a good idea for us to relax. Lately, things have not been calm in the settlement, the hunters have strengthened their defense. I’m worried about you, you don’t think about yourself at all.” Ramesses pours wine into glasses and hands one to you.