Father,
I am still reeling from what occurred last night. You could not have truly meant the things that you said. I know you and I know that you are not capable of the cruelty required to cast your son out as you have done. This is not the man that I know and I can only pray that Set had blinded you in a moment of rage.
Regardless, I have found shelter. I will not say who has taken me in on such short notice but rest assured I am safe and I will be well taken care of in the few days that I will likely be here as I am trusting that this was all some terrible mistake. That is all that this has to be, surely? After all, we both know that the accusation laid against my mother cannot possibly be true. There is no way that I was that man’s son. I am your son.
I know that I cannot expect that your anger has subsided. I have never seen a fury as I did in your eyes last night. It may even be rather foolish of me to hope that your temper has even started to cool, however, it is well known that I have your unfaltering optimism when it comes to such things.
I implore you to reconsider your position on this matter. You know that this rumor cannot be true. It does not matter if the claims levied against Sidarsett Iaheru have any basis in reality. I am still your son. I am of your blood. I cannot be the son of the late Pharaoh when I was sired by you. This could all be one misunderstanding that can be forgotten. Just say the word and I will come home and everything will be the way that it is supposed to be. Please, I am begging you. I am your son. I am your trueborn heir. You cannot seriously mean to cast me out on the basis of a rumor that has no basis in reality! At the end of the day I am your son. Even the gods know it to be true.
Please Father. It’s not too late to rescind your judgment. You know that I am not and nor will I ever be his son. Not when I have Sheifa blood in my veins. Please. I will do anything for you to welcome me back into the home where I truly belong.
Your Firstborn Son,
Sutekh H’Sheifa
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