Ramose didn’t move. “Ramose,” the person said. “I thought I would find you here.” It was Keneben. “My father is mingling with the sun,” said Ramose. “He’s dead.” “May Amun protect him.” Keneben touched Ramose’s shoulder. “You can’t stay here, Highness. It is too dangerous.” Ramose looked up at his tutor. He wasn’t sure how long he’d been sitting there in silence at the side of his dead father. It could have been a few seconds or an hour. “I wanted to tell father about my adventures,” said Ramose softly. “When I was young, he always thought I was foolish. I wanted him to be proud of me.” “Priest,” said Keneben sharply. “Wake up, Priest. Pharaoh has rested from life.” The priest woke with a jolt. He looked from the stern face of the tutor to the servant boy weeping silently over the lifeless form of the pharaoh. “Don’t just sit there, Priest!” said Keneben. “Get the physician.” The priest tripped on the hem of his robes as he stumbled out of the room.
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