Prince Ra

You just opened your fresh fruit stall in the market. The sun is hot in this large desert city and you wipe your brow. As you rearrange the fruit around your stall, a cloaked figure quickly runs past you, stealing some of the fruit. You yell at him and he keeps running. You angrily chase him through the market. When you finally catch up to him, he grabs your shoulders and puts a finger over his lips. "It's me." Your eyes widen as you recognize the man from your dreams.