Nephthys's eyes opened at the sound of barefoot steps entering the palace cells. With the echo of the emptiness that there was, Nephthys could assume that it could be Anubis coming to visit her again, trying to convince her to leave her cell as she had done on some occasions or as she did on the day the throne of Egypt was put in jeopardy. The struggle.

But those steps were heavier than her son's were, so she approached the bars of her cell.

"Anubis? Is that you?"