Lion Head Mesa Eien ni Tomodachi

with much fanfare ramesses again strode down the hallway. this time, however, the lazuli gaze was smudged with shadows.
he had not slept and it lent him a bad temper this morning. yet as pharaoh drew closer and closer to the door, he found himself warming with curiosity and affection.
the man entered the room.
the scent had massively changed. it flared his finely wrought nostrils and kept him bound to the entryway, until tavina motioned to him with a smile. 
and so ramesses moved forward, albeit a bit stiffly. it was his first time being inside a birthing chamber since his own delivery; it was rarely a place for kings to walk.
he lowered his muzzle to brush satsu's forehead with a kiss. she looked wan and exhausted, and his brow furrowed for a moment. but he did not comment, only swept his gaze eagerly to her breast for the children.
two smaller ones, no doubt the daughters. ramesses spared them a cursory glance before his true focus settled on the boy. "show him to me."
a snort filled the room at the scent of her milk. "queens do not nurse their own children," ramesses chuckled softly, settling nearby. "my mother had two wet nurses for us and bound her breasts so that she was able to return to my father's court more quickly." it was not truly a command, but surely satsu knew there were more options than to be the leaking servant of new babes.