Amidst the celebratory atmosphere, Cybele, still holding her goblet, decided to inquire about Rekh-het-sa, the prince she encountered earlier in the palace. She approached Seb-hekt-sat with a question lingering in her mind.
"Seb-hekt-sat, I met someone earlier, a prince named Rekh-het-sa. Do you know him?" Cybele asked, her curiosity evident in her voice.
Seb-hekt-sat, now fully embracing his role as the Pharaoh of Upper Egypt, paused to consider her question. His expression shifted, a mix of acknowledgment and perhaps a hint of complexity.
"Ah, Rekh-het-sa," he responded. "He is my cousin, the Pharaoh of Lower Egypt. Our realms are bound by blood, yet our duties keep us apart."
As Seb-hekt-sat spoke, Cybele couldn't help but sense an underlying story, a tale of kinship entwined with t
