Luneshale Pass Mine and yours

Pity the prince of the red seas and his harrowing binds. Pity the chains upon his soul and a core forever kept at bay. Pity those emerald eyes and woeful breaths. Pity what he has lost, gained and once held. There was sorrow.

But she felt none of it.

That was order.

Instead, burning eyes of the Sky God's were upon her. Senmut, a wild man! She pulled back with a domesticated smile, chained to the life of an empire and rank as a pet. As it had always been. "Of course!" No question, no denial nor woes. "The Queen holds all of our lives. She is prosperous, yeah? With colorful visions and blood! You belong to the Queen, erpa-ha. As do I." Her head came to a tilt, recounting their ways, their truths, but should Senmut want clarity, and should Senmut set their boundaries there, then he must know something else, too.

"As I belong to you."

Her head, below his. "And when the Pharaoh is throned, I belong to him first."