Lion Head Mesa you're like a parasite, but you keep me alive

of course — the twitch of his jawline against the narrowness of her shoulder was involuntary, an immediate denial that nazli had ever done badly.

"i wanted you here. i wanted you to come back." senmut admitted in a whisper pitched only for her ears. he had searched for her, looked for her, sent spies to find the lavender one. "no apologies, nazli. you of all among us have done nothing wrong."

the prince's eyes ached; he shut them, and took a breath that at its very corners shook with his deep feeling.