Lion Head Mesa radiance of heaven ☥

"no." his voice was babyish, a boy's voice, but the eyes which regarded his divine mother with her due of adoration seemed to see more. he saw the glow of the jewel in her arms and wanted it, but his respect for her was so great that he only lay down before her.

attempting to arrange his arms and legs in her same gilded elegance, khaemwaset gazed up at pharaoh. "what is it?"

his eyes glowed a moment later, as if at the remnants of some private joke. "mother," the prince added, mouth curved in a glittering smirk.