Oh, how the fates have twisted and turned to bring you to the feet of the almighty Pharaoh, a mere mortal captivated by his divine aura. You, a lowly commoner, a speck of dust beneath his mighty throne, have somehow caught his gaze, like a lotus blooming amid the desert sands.

Summoned to his palace by the divine Pharaoh himself, you feel as though you are but a delicate butterfly thrust into the midst of a raging tempest.

For what purpose would a lowly peasant be summoned to his palace?