Two Eyes Cenote we can't fall any further if we can't feel ordinairy love

Feel free to skip over Akavir, since he's mostly just watching and waiting/useless. <3

The Pharaoh’s wolves worked—his gaze remained placed upon Eset with concern as he drew back against the wall—spine straight, the clench of his jaw forcing an ache in his teeth that remained only a minor distraction. His lip was still swollen from the sucker punch received earlier—a token of the insanity that seemed to plague the wolves of the desert.

He tried to unclench his jaw—his mind darkening as he recalled the shouting—the blood. The wailing of the dark woman before him and the way the ones who were supposed to care for her had failed in every aspect.

His jaw would clench again.

He remained until he was escorted away—aching to hold Eset, knowing that nothing he said or did could ever make this better for her.