Lion Head Mesa black pearl

will post w ram after u <3

"then come, bahiti."

senmut turned and led them back to the palace, to the downsweeping path underneath the mesa that expanded into an ever-churning maze of activity and voices and food and flowers.

and pharaoh, surrounded by courtiers and fellahin, perhaps even his heir and queen apparent, the vizier beside him.

"divine one." senmut lowered himself into an obeisance and motioned for the coyote to do the same, a forehead kiss to the floor. "this is bahiti. they are a gift from visitors outside the palace walls, and are made to serve."

he did not rise until the pharaoh said a word.