So Amnon took to his bed, and feigned himself ill,—and, when the king came in to see him, Amnon said unto the king—I pray thee, let Tamar my sister come, and make ready before mine eyes a couple of cakes, that I may eat at her hand.
And Tamar went to the house of Amnon her brother, he having taken to his bed,—and took dough and kneaded it, and folded it before his eyes, and baked the cakes.