Lion Head Mesa sword & jaw

at first khusobek did not answer, throat bobbing as he swallowed the rest of the wine in a draught and sat back upon his pelts with a sigh.

of course he wanted her. of course he wanted also to send her to the chambers of zaahira as a gift. but moreso than that, the man was feeling the sting of ambition as toula's suitors gathered.

"you have the ear of the queen and the respect of the other servants. speak warmly of me when you are asked why this was given." ambition must be slowly built, and it started with the loyalty of those lowest.

his eyes drifted with his usual interest upon eset as the wine took hold.