Lion Head Mesa εκ νέου

no i love it <3

ramesses noticed she had similar coloration to makono as she spoke. her accent was heavy and she uttered with ease the language of mercenaries and fishermen. this piqued pharaoh and roused him from the current stupor. she was a coarsened sea-pearl offering herself to be plucked.
his eyes lingered on her beauty.
the void yawned within.
"your brother the king sends his sister in his stead." it was an assumption. the royal woman would need to correct him if he was not apt in his assessment.
"πες μου για τις ακτές σου, πριγκίπισσα," ramesses purred, slipping smoothly to her mother-tongue and thereby hoping to woo her even as his flesh refused to stir beneath the encasement of raw grief.