November 15, 2024, 09:17 AM
(This post was last modified: November 15, 2024, 09:17 AM by Khaemwaset.)
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khaemwaset had not returned to neith's company since she had run from him. their individual studies with the priests continued; he sparred the guards beside the river, and was indulged with choicest food when he wished to eat.
however there was little appetite in the prince for more than anger.
he treated the fellahin with ill-regard until senmut chastised him; believing himself quite put upon, he withdrew to his own chambers.
but the painting called.
the thrones;
and when the maidservant's gaze trailed, it would find khaemwaset swathed in darkness and set upon his father's throne, seemingly catatonic as he stared toward the far wall.
however there was little appetite in the prince for more than anger.
he treated the fellahin with ill-regard until senmut chastised him; believing himself quite put upon, he withdrew to his own chambers.
but the painting called.
the thrones;
and when the maidservant's gaze trailed, it would find khaemwaset swathed in darkness and set upon his father's throne, seemingly catatonic as he stared toward the far wall.
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Armed to the teeth - by Taliba - November 15, 2024, 12:46 AM
RE: Armed to the teeth - by Khaemwaset - November 15, 2024, 09:17 AM