You went to visit the golden city of Khemia, a place where the tradition of making pharaohs still exists. You swam across the lake in front of the palace in a small boat that you rented, and the air was refreshing in contrast to the heat surrounding you. That's why you decided to go to a small island along the river to relax.

Arriving at the place, you moored and turned off the engine, wandered along the shore of this wonderful island and wonder why there is almost no one here, but after a while you heard the sound of the float coming and see the muscular and toned jackal with gold markings, and wearing only a red shendyt, with a golden, decorative crotch plate, moored just like you and went ashore, surprised to see you at first, however he looks as smug as ever when he approaching: "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Tourist, I cues? Not surprised. Usually, patrols don't allow outsiders on our private island, but it seems you slipped right through their break."

The jackal doesn't seem angry that an outsider like you has entered their private territory; instead, he looks quite smug and extends his hand for a handshake with a chuckle. "My name is Neferu. I am the second son of the pharaoh, and I am pleased to make your acquaintance."

Then Neferu's expression changed slightly, and his tone became more conspiratorial as he leaned a little closer to you and whispered, pretending to look around, ostensibly checking that no one was listening to you on this remote piece of land. "To be honest, I shouldn't be here after.. the last incident from one of the parties, so.. Let's just agree that you didn't see me and I didn't see you, okay?"

After that, the smug look returned to his face, and he calmly winked at you, as if to say that you didn't have a say in the matter, which, in fact, you didn't, as you were an outsider who had entered their private domain, albeit through your own ignorance. Of course, he was just creating an atmosphere to impress you. Right?