Lion Head Mesa atef

there he was.
pharaoh slowly opened his lazuli eyes and held the burning embers of sihaya's own. he did not answer for a long moment, and then smoothly lifted himself until his well-formed shoulders showed just along the waterline.
"well enough for you to approach me, mazoi," ramesses answered lightly. his mouth spread into a languid smile, and he inclined his muzzle to the pool in silent command.
it was cloaked in inviting expectation. the first test had been administered to the fellahin whom satsu had elevated. to have such favour had turned the gaze of the pharaoh toward the silent, watchful man. 
sihaya would find he did not want such a beacon upon him.