Lion Head Mesa Soldier Prince

Concubine. It was a foreign word to him, and his father did not elaborate upon it. Siptah frowned slightly, though he knew better than to ask. He kept quiet as Ramesses spoke. The Pharaoh spoke of exile, and while it was not ideal, Siptah thought keeping one's life was of utmost importance.

Except it sounded like the people in this story had not lived. Prince Siptah shivered slightly. He looked to his father, almost desperately, and he asked, "How am I to know which to use where?" The boy was quickly learning that he was resentful, holding grudges easily. He resented Jawahir, and by extension her whelps. He'd not even met them properly yet. He wished they all were not here. He wished for his mother back.

But wishes rarely came true.