Lion Head Mesa okurimono

ramesses had traveled with satsu long enough to recognize her hesitance, to see how her countenance became threadbare and aloof.
thus, despite how swiftly his body had tightened in delicious anticipation, ramesses left off it now. he would use his tongue in another way, for the time being.
"i mean this to also be a home for you and yours, jawahir. bring your tribute here, and know you have the protection of pharaoh, even when you are away."
his face swept into a handsome grin. 
"there are many bedchambers beneath our very feet. i will show you to them, but first — satsu, please tell her what we have chosen to call our palace."