Two Eyes Cenote iii. ḫp ỉb

her patience and temper wane. he can see it. but it doesn't deter him.

no — it will only serve to spur him on; for he enjoys it immensely. 

respect is absent, but that is not a permanent thing. it is one thing that must be earned in a union, not given freely. he'd previously thought her one of a bright mind. should she have known this already?

he could prod further, but he decides to leave it at that. wearing her out too quickly would only diminish his fun. 

yes, a long day indeed, he drawls, eyes narrowed slightly. a bath would do, then a chamber to rest before i return to the red palace.

moving from her space, he looks onward toward the spring. fetch your finest fellahin to see to me, and another to prepare refreshments when i am finished.

and with that, he dismissed the woman, the spark of interest for her in his eyes doused entirely.