Lion Head Mesa amphora

Charles stayed at a distance. He did not understand any of this, and honestly, the less he understood of it, well... perhaps it was for the better. These customs weren't very known to him yet. All he knew was that he was happy that he was a Prince, and not a servant, so far. He watched the ceremony numbly, keeping to himself and keeping quiet as he watched Ramesses speak. Numb. Not sure what to think. Maggie? Who was that? He did not think he knew her... perhaps he'd seen her in the halls once or twice. Entombed? Serve in the world after our own? Was such a thing possible..? Charles did not know, but the day brought him more questions than answers thus far, and he was not planning to go and get those answers right now. Stones. They'd bring stones. That was something he could do. That was something he understood.