Two Eyes Cenote Right hand

For each day he has with him, he's thankful. A warmth in his heart, a blessing that it has not ended. In his presence, he bows with a smile painted on his mouth, held there by the art of serenity. Peace. In hushed silk, he says, "she is perfect for you." He hopes it will stay that way. Rashepses, will he bore of her? He seems happy. Then, he will be happy for him. He is.
When his head lifts, his eyes softly fall on sandy grounds. "May a wife be foolish enough to love me! You have too much faith," he jests with kind, boisterous eyes and a swerving head! "I assure you, my lord, do not worry for me. I am happy." He needs Rashepses to focus on himself. "Are you pleased? With King before Pharaoh?"