Blackfeather Woods amulet

was there something amiss with this one's tongue?
ramesses did not know, but at the moment, would not be seen staring at the other's lips. for now.
he pressed grandly on into the twinkling and half-lit darkness.
"i have only known heat like this. i was reared in the desert."
the royal, passing his curious blueblood gaze across the other with open appraisal.
"what brings a man down from his throne in the mountains?"