Lion Head Mesa plumes

satsu smelled of flowers and was silent.
ramesses was annoyed, to have gone to so much trouble to send his favourites away and give the queen ascendant his full attention.
arsenio's face lingered in his mind, and irritated him further. or maybe it only shifted all of these emotions to the guard himself, away from satsu. "how are you enjoying the roman's soldier at your door?"
a heavy question. ramesses chewed on the sweet burst of a berry and watched her in quietude.