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open to all in the traveling party/anyone in the lowlands! <3, but can also be RO

it would perhaps be a fatal error, to have overlooked the notion of romance a new man could provide to a young queen.

but senmut was not a romantic; he did not consider his carefully guarded sentiment for nazli to be love, nor did he see the aspects of he and legend as a marital rite — senmut served the gods, and in serving the royal one he had made of her a goddess, fashioned by his age-old edict to honor those divine.

his love then, for the gods also. and in this, the prince possessed a deep ignorance of romantical inclination.

eset had called him pharaoh and it smouldered in his mind, the cartouche not yet emblazoned anew upon the doorpost of pharaoh's silent chambers and the empty Horus Throne. he rose with it in his mind each day, and that hot morning was no less resplendent; senmut sang to Ra as he always had.

and then he called out a welcome to those gathered, and stated his desire to begin marking this place for their queen, even as he began to do this. word and deed had made him before and would so now, but as he worked, he fought against the narrowing sentiment that he wished for toula to choose someone more fitted to her rank, someone not born of servantsblood and hesitation.
skippable!

“A place no better!” Was Rashepses’ accord as he sidled up beside the hereditary prince, surveying the rare greenery and imagining he and Toula enjoying it together by moonlight. To the stoneprince he gave a lingering look then set off to dignify the ivory peaks with his scent.