Two Eyes Cenote gold & lazuli

he looked at her now, this striking wife of his, in the gleaming health of her flanks, in the way her lips pouted in a sensual moue — he plundered them with a demanding kiss, growling softly into her mouth — "i must." their eyes met, khusobek reluctant to part with her. "you could come with me this time."

said in jest, rather; he had no gilded pelts on the march, no feathered fans, no cool rooms. and he would rather inji remain here among all those things and more than walk a single step upon burning sand. "but no. your feet have earned their respite. the palace must be free of threats before we walk as man and wife."

and he was that threat.

his eyes shown upon her. "i will seek out the children before i go."