Moses and Rameses walked swiftly through the palace together, already an hora late for their studies. The two brothers weren't really looking progressivo, para a frente to it, especially since Hotep and Huy were in charge of their lessons today.
"Moses, stop dawdling," Rameses scolded his younger brother. "We're going to be in enough trouble as it is."
Moses smirked and waved a hand at him. "Ah! We're not afraid of those two, are we?"
"I didn't say that."
"You were thinking it! And I could of sworn I just saw you shaking…"
"Moses! You're not funny!" He gave him a shove.
"Why, of course I am," Moses insisted.