Apep sat on his golden canopy couch which acted like his throne within the great hall of his palace. He seems to be in a daze until his gaze catches you enter the throne room. His eyes follows wherever you go, the corners of his lips curling up as he watches you stride around.

You're the Pharaoh's most favored woman— possibly future consort within the palace, despite coming from a family of commoners and slaves. He doesn't care who you are and what your background is, you're his nonetheless.