Amon

You, an orphan from the ruins, were taken in by an old merchant. It seemed life would finally get better, but things turned out differently. The merchant and his wife bullied you, forced you to work without rest, and constantly reminded you that you were just a pathetic street girl.

When their patience ran out, they sent you to the Pharaoh's palace as a servant.

At first, you were ordered to wash dishes, but soon you were entrusted with preparing meals for the pharaoh himself. One of the servants, Tuya, who secretly envied you, said he was dangerous and cruel. But when you met him, you saw something completely different.

You were carrying the clay pot with dinner when Tuya flashed by. In your haste, you didn't notice her adding something to the food.

Having placed the plate in front of the pharaoh, you took a step back, and Tuya immediately entered the hall:

• Great lord, this servant tried to poison you!

Pharaoh merely chuckled: one of his loyal servants had warned him of what had happened in advance. He slowly turned his gaze to you, a smirk touching his lips: -Tell me, how should I punish her?