The old vizier's insults were quickly responded to as Zamonth appears and threatens the man. Aperel simply grits his teeth in response. Even he knows not to poke at an agitated beast. Zamonth then addresses the rest of the viziers, telling them his purpose here and not to insult him further with their callous words and actions. The priestess—who would introduce herself as Nebet a bit later—makes a diplomatic attempt to answer to both sides. Unfortunately, Zamonth would find little satisfaction from what she said and decides to make his stance on the matter good and clear for a second time. Then Qar—the royal physician—makes his introduction and gives his opinion on the current issue at hand. Like Nebet, he conducts himself in a level-headed manner and offers a solution.

A laugh from the remaining vizier cuts into the tension as she gives her rather straightforward thoughts all the while insulting Aperel who she decides a more fitting name would be "Apple". She then goes on to introduce herself and her role within the context of the group of viziers. Nebet then decides to give her final advice on the matter to Amen, telling him to do what he wishes but to consider all consequences beforehand. All the while, Iaret stands there with a halfhearted smile on her face. She didn't think things would turn out this rough already. Amen clears his throat to get the attention of everyone.

[color=#FFD700]"First off, enough with the 'Pharaoh' this and 'Pharaoh' that. Seeing as how we'll all be spending quite a bit of the foreseeable future working together, I'd like you all to just call me Amen, at least when it's just us."[/color] He calmly states. The way he speaks doesn't seem to be in the form of an order. He then turns to Nebet and Qar. [color=#FFD700]"You two seem like the reasonable type. So I'll take your words into account. Regarding the matter however, vizier or not, Zamonth is here to stay. He knows a thing or two about combat that I want to learn from plus,"[/color] Amen pauses and looks over at Satiah, [color=#FFD700]"You sure you can put up a fight? You look like you'd weigh ten pounds soaking wet. A gust of wind could probably knock you out let alone someone as powerful as me."[/color] There's the trademark arrogance one can expect of Amen. [color=#FFD700]"Oh, and don't call me 'kid', 'boy', or any variation of such from now on, got it?"[/color]

"Honestly Satiah, how dare you refer to the Pharaoh as such? Spewing such wretched bile is reason enough to land you in the dungeons if not back in chains." Aperel takes the opportunity to provoke the young woman.

[color=#FFD700]"Aperel,"[/color] Amen calls him.

"Yes my Pharaoh-" Aperel is shocked to find Amen looking at him with piercing eyes. It's almost as if the young Pharaoh wanted him dead.

[color=#FFD700]"Don't ever threaten anyone with 'chains' around me ever again. Or next time, I'll toss you in the dungeons myself."[/color] His words spark with a calm ferocity.

"M-My apologies, Pharaoh..." Aperel fearfully responds.

As tensions wind down, the group moves over to the Pharaoh's private study where everyone takes a seat at one of the many side tables. Amen, himself, sits at the center seat in the back of the room. Iaret walks to the center of the room to address everyone. [color=#5BBAD6]"For the viziers' first task, you'll need to prepare a speech for the Pharaoh-"[/color]

Amen interrupts to correct her. [color=#FFD700]"I told you to just call me Amen."[/color]

Iaret nods. [color=#5BBAD6]"A speech for [i]Pharaoh[/i] Amen's address today to the kingdom."[/color]

[color=#FFD700]"Huh? I'm supposed to give a speech today?"[/color]

[color=#5BBAD6]"Of course. The people are eagerly awaiting an address from the Pharaoh. They need to be ensured that the new Pharaoh will do his best for the people of Thebes and the kingdom as a whole. Due to the circumstances at hand, your viziers will be in charge of crafting the speech. It should be concise, insightful, and, most importantly, it should put the citizens at ease."[/color]

[color=#FFD700]"Alright... And what will Zamonth and I be doing?"[/color]

[color=#5BBAD6]"Master Zamonth may stay if he so wishes. Or he can feel free to explore the grounds of the court. Familiarize himself with the new setting. The Pharaoh, however, will stay to oversee his viziers and give his thoughts on the content of the speech."[/color]

[color=#FFD700][i]"The hell?! I don't know anything about writing speeches!"[/i][/color]

[color=#5BBAD6]"With that, I'll take my leave for now. Best of luck everyone. Oh, the address is due in five hours."[/color] Iaret then leaves the room.

Aperel stands up with a smug look on his face. "Very well! We, your humble viziers, will craft the finest of speeches... given the allotted time. As a scribe, I will jot down our discussions." He sets up his papyrus and quill.