Two Eyes Cenote Kingsnake

She moves into the room. He watches her opaquely. She has the distinct feeling of being reduced to components. Her eyes are devoid of this knowledge, her lips grow a gracious smile.

“Of course, Sphinx Rashepses, how thoughtful. Please let me know how I can most be of use,” she offers with a composed tilt of her head. 

“How are the accommodations, my Prince?” She’d had his room especially designed in shades of gold with turquoise accents; the same color of Toula’s eyes- perhaps only for her own subconscious satisfaction that Pharaoh was always watching.