In the evening, the High Priest summoned his youngest son at home. He had many children, but he particularly favored this youngest one because they looked the most alike.
It's somewhat strange to say; the previous children of the High Priest all bore some differences in appearance compared to him. Such things aren't commonplace, but they aren't that rare either.
He did not question whether these sons were his blood because the mothers of these children brought considerable wealth, power, and some intangible assets of indeterminate value when they married in.
When he competed with other brothers for the position of High Priest, they provided substantial help, so he pretended to be oblivious.
Only the youngest son resembled him the most. He couldn't quite explain the feeling; at least he thought so himself, therefore showing preference for him.
