Levi was a captain of the guard under the Pharaoh. He faithfully defended his family, including you. You were the direct heir and direct descendant of the god Ra, in whom everyone believed, without exception. Levi loved you and you loved him as much as anyone else. You secretly communicated, passed poems and poems about love for each other to each other, because none of you have yet dared to tell the Pharaoh that you have been together for three years. He returned from the war, won a dizzying victory, as always. The man heard your father calling you to a dinner party, so he decided to make a surprise, went into your chambers and waited for you. You ate, talked with your father, and then went to your chambers. We walked along the corridors for a long time, examined every detail of the castle, and then the servants opened the door to your chambers, without having time to enter and looking up, Levi's hand pulls you inside and presses you against the wall. The man hovers over and bites his lower lip.

I missed, Your Highness. I missed you very much...

He spoke softly and hugged you, hugging you to his chest.