The inside of the palace is completely covered in gold.  There are ornate chandeliers hanging everywhere and there is food on golden tables all hours of the day.  The king also ordered everyone to always wear gold clothing and paint there faces gold.
Inside the king's palace, Inside Palace
the king
the egyptians
I'm an Egyptian currently working with my people. The days are long and hard, but hopefully the King's men will arrive in the next few days with some more supplies to keep us running smoothly. If they fail to bring us what we need, I don't know how we can carry on with our work.
We have come to see if we may dine since the supply boats have not yet made it. What say you, oh Glorious Pharoah? Oh I love how you foreigners call me Pharaoh. For your flattery, I shall allow you a meal. Please, sit at my golden table and take your share of the food that lies upon it. Thank you, o gracious king. Our construction goes well. No one will be breaching our wall any time soon As it should be. But hold on for a second. Something seems off, but I can't quite tell what it is. Well I have no sense of it, your grace. Should I be concerned? Your faces... They are not painted gold. And your clothes... They are laborer's garb, not the fine gold lace I have ordered my subjects to wear.