Luneshale Pass Desafinado

back on one elbow, khusobek watched the dance of legend's willowy body as she made flesh each emotion. he saw the prince look at her as a man and saw the mortal, answering flaw in himself. that she had entertained a royal man already intrigued him further, for he had seen no evidence of such desire or ability in senmut.

to him, the crimson man was impotent and weak, a man made to be food for the gods, not the figurehead upon their throne. he had no virility nor inspiration to him.

rashepses differed, and while khusobek did not trust the other, nor halfway like him, man pealed to man in silent decree.