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Horus awoke to blinding rays of light shining through the window above his bed. His home was quiet, the only sound coming from beyond the gates in the markets. He let out a deep breath as he rolled from his bed and hopped to his feet. Stretching his legs, he quickly draped himself in his robes and stepped outside.

Walking into the small courtyard, Horus found that his mother and father were still asleep in their bed. Undoubtedly they had attended the funeral the night before, and would still be grieving the loss of their dear friend. He reflected on the time he had spent with the past King, but this only put him in a slump. Horus dipped his face into the cool water of the washbowl to rid the thoughts from his mind, and proceeded on. The gate to the home creaked as he opened it and stepped through quietly, then again as he shut them.

"Ah, good morning Horus."

Horus turned to see one of his neighbors, Typhos, was also leaving his home. Typhos was an older gentleman and a kind soul, he lived for the most part alone. "Good morning to you, sir. Where are you off to so early today?"

Typhos smiled warmly, "Just off to see get some things from the markets. And you, Horus?"

"Just making my way towards the Senate Chambers, in fact," Horus replied, "Perhaps I will stop at the market district on my way."

"Well, you have a good day then, son." Typhos shut his gate and walked away towards the markets. I suppose I could pick up some things for mother and father, Horus thought, I might as well stop there.

Settled, Horus slowly meandered his way through the residential district, heading towards the markets.