Two Eyes Cenote [m]arrow & spit

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he will think about it.
there was no ascension of the ranks to be made from their union, and inji thought of this too as she met khusobek's kiss with her own. their children would be peasants beneath the crown and never anything more or less.
and here, a marriage for the sake of love was rarer than the finest diamond. but she thought she saw it in him, felt it in the way he touched her! she sought not children half-bred with holy blood, forever stained by theoretical illegitimacy and yet always a step above her; no, what she sought was children who would call him daddy. 
perhaps it was foolish. but did it have to be?
she gives a chaste kiss to the scruff of his chin and smooths the tousled ruff of his cheeks before granting him freedom from her embrace. the space is cold without his touch, and the last thing she wanted was to get used to it.
you know where to find me, she whispers. be safe out there.
she went back to her room that night and slept with the comfort of his lingering scent.