Ancient Times

Hundreds of Years ago.

A young Sett stood on top of a moving carriage, looking at the carnival around him with an excited expression. People in colorful masks, shops with foreign wares, and women of all sorts of beauty were around him, all doing their own thing. 

Sett couldn't help but lick his lips as he watched the girls. 

They were all so different from the girls he had seen in the capital, all so slender-legged. Sett had to agree that he loved royal girls to his bones, but these girls had a style of their own. And many of them seemed rather enticing.

His boyish face became filled with even more excitement.

What if I could get one of them to pamper me all night today?

Should he try… 

"Get down from the carriage, Sett Ramses," a calm voice spoke from within the carriage, seemingly annoyed. "Or you can forget getting to see your concubines for the next few days."

Sett's young face changed.