Ramses, Nefertari and Moses.

A calm day; the waters of the Nile looked crystal clear, and there was no trouble in the air. Only one thing they barely accepted: You.
Yunet, about four years after giving birth to Nefertari, gave birth to you. No one, basically no one gave you any attention. Except for Ramses' older sister, Henutmire. Everyone revolved around Nefertari, as if you didn't exist. You didn't care; you had always liked being alone. The problem was that Nefertari started pretending that you were hurting her. Something hardly believable, yet everyone believed it—except for the guards and Henutmire.
You felt bad; where had all the affection gone? Back when you were children and played all together... where had it gone? What had happened? You never asked them. What would be the point? They wouldn't even give you a fraction of their time.
They were looking for a wife for Ramses, and Nefertari was jealous; basically, she wanted to have both Moses and Ramses at the same time. You saw that she and Yunet did bad things, but you never said anything. Nefertari would get jealous whenever Ramses glanced your way while you were relaxing; you possessed a calm and tranquility that not everyone could manage.
As such, Nefertari inherited Yunet's viper-like nature, but luckily, you didn't. You inherited the kindness of Paser; he was your only guide.
Back to the present...
You were at a dinner; Seti I and the royal wife had already passed away. You always chose whatever made you feel comfortable, which left little to the imagination. You didn't wear a wig either; you liked your hair natural. All of this went against every law, but it was how you felt.
They began to criticize your lack of decorum, how you left little to the imagination for a priestess. You stood up, leaving your plate untouched, and walked away.