Lion Head Mesa kusuri 薬

pharaoh was weakened from blood-loss but no less irascible. satsu brought to him the dark and pretty boy called crowfeather, and he was content to see the young one separated from the soldier.
"when you have tended me, go to maggie. it was she who was harmed most." he assumed that satsu had bid her plucked from the sand and carried to one cool stone room or another.
in his heart, he was worried. but outwardly, ramesses disallowed himself to truly care.
"will you come closer? i do not intend to tease you again," the royal assured crowfeather, shifting upon his plush bed of collected furs atop soft branches.