::Seats himself beside Pashet.::
Feel not sorrow! ::Laughs merrily, handing him a large wooden cup of beer.:: Alexandria's finiest you know! ::His eyes sink happily, a content grin seated on his lips.:: All will be well! You are my servant now but you will see Tiy again for when she is my wife she will live on my estate, in my per. ::He looks up.:: Have you packed her things for her? I have other servants you know... ::He sips from his own glass.:: Who shall I invite to the wedding? You may invite the Lady Maat if you like... ::Grins once more.:: Yes I will leave her be for I know that he is your daughter. ::Leans back against the chair:: The Lady Maat is equally as beautiful as her sister Tiy, you are lucky to have her as your daughter. Its a pity you were not Tiy's father aswell, hm but you did both have the SAME wife!did you not!? ::Laughs so hard that he spills the beer, then places it carefully back down.::
My servant you are forgiven, go now and hurry to the temple of Maat, fetch my wife to be's items.