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the ardor in him died a slow and reluctant death. satsu lolled against his shoulder, near insensible. her breath sent heat against his skin with her murmurings.
ramesses had desired her from the first, but when he knew it would at last come to fruition, it would not be messy with drink and with tension still thrumming between one another.
he wished to be desirable. satsu would not want to wake here, or think that they had lain with one another and that she did not remember. it would be a grave disrespect to such a careful creature to let her sleep within his chambers, and be forced to walk the long corridors back to her own.
a sharp chuff for tamar and @Arsenio now. at first there was no sound and then there was stretching, clicking; the servant girl padded muzzily before the royals. she was exhausted from a fitful sleep in the hallway outside, waiting for satsu to have finished her visit to her betrothed's chamber.
"your queen has drunk quite a lot. see that she drinks water before she is put to bed, and be ready at her bedside with more when she wakes. summon the physician in the morning. she may be quite sickly tomorrow."
entrusting satsu to the care of her maid and the strong, untrustworthy arms of her scarlet guardian, pharaoh walked as far as his own doorway, watching his intended be carried away.
and when they had gone he did not call for sayf or jawahir; ramesses lay upon his own sleeping pelts and fell into dreams tinted the color of his queen's eyes.