Two Eyes Cenote calling the scarlet sands

He bowed his head as the prophet intoned, his eyes never leaving the teal river gaze of the woman who’d crested his heart. A dream of which no longer held any hesitation. In this moment, his entire trajectory was towards Toula; it was love.

As she spoke, her gold sent a ray up to the sun of Ra, the warmblooded Goddess which his heart had pledged to, and now he too would repeat those infinite oaths in the desert where they had met.

“Muat-riya Isetnofret Toula, every day I will work to deserve you; your trust, your respect, your love.  I will protect you, celebrate with you, and mourn with you, being ever at your side. I vow to fill all your days with happiness, as you have given to me. My love for you is eternal.” He smiled, glimpsing the band around her forearm with the inscription that bore this sentiment.

“As the Gods are my witness, I will love you more deeply in every lifetime,” and the prince brought the shadow of his paw to curve of his Pharaoh’s chin, so they would finally be joined in the kiss of their immortal union.