Lion Head Mesa A fake brother, who steals your jeans.

cool to fade if everyone else is! powerplaying belen out <3

he would have his way. "good," he murmured to the promised princess. she had not thought to command of akashingo what she had not earned, or so he hoped.
"you will meet him in the days to come. belen will take you to the mazoi's quarters until suitable rooms can be found for you, noble one."
his voice was light. she was dismissed. ramesses shifted his attention to jawahir, to the promise of their wiry body and the distractions he so wished.