Lion Head Mesa black pearl

last for me! <3

fortune. a glittering jetstone.
ramesses slid a gentle, manicured paw beneath their jaw and lifted the pointed, flawless face. their fur shimmered with indigo undertone; their eyes were pieces of sunspot.
"i accept the trade of your people." 
there was a hunger in his eyes now, in his voice. "jawahir. nazli. sayf. you will take bahiti to the wellspring and cleanse them. see that they are fed. see that they rest."
his lazuli stare had not left the nightstone.
"then send them to lady sokha to be properly arrayed."
only after ramesses would send for them. he released bahiti and turned back to his throne, heart thrumming in anticipation of enjoying such a gift. he welcomed such a diversion from courtcraft.