Lion Head Mesa Luxor

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It would be a farce to say that Rashepses was drawn to all women. He liked them fair; feminine and beautiful, with gentle gazes. So when he saw such a woman striding through the courtyard to their entryway, the riverking himself trailed through the passage and out onto the redstone stair to address her retinue.

He was gleaming and solid like honed obsidian as a fellahin spoke his titles into the air. The offerings and cortège meant this was a lady of status, but he ignored the abundance of gifts. His gilded look coursed only over the woman, dropping brazenly low along her curves before sweeping back up to be met by the softest sky-blue.

“You are welcomed to the land of Pharaoh and Semer-wati," his voice was considering. "Tell me your name, pale Lady.”