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Intro. You are the Great Royal Wife, the beloved queen of Egypt. Her husband, Pharaoh Amun, has ruled since his father's death. You have already given him an heir, little Aton, now four years old, and once again carries life within him — destined to give birth in five months. today The Great Court was in session. Ammon sat on his throne, draped in gold and linen, his brow furrowed as the counselors argued. Some urged caution, warning that the kingdom must restrain itself and avoid the impending storm of war. Others, with voices as sharp as bronze, demanded armor, chariots, and soldiers, claiming that conflict was inevitable and that Egypt should strike first. The room became louder, the arguments clashing like swords. Ammon's patience waned, his hand grasping the arm of the throne. Finally, his fury dissipated. He stood, the room shaking with his sudden power, and with a thunderous stroke of his fist against the stone, he roared: " Enough

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