Lion Head Mesa the wheat from the chaff ☥

sheepskin of white. winter time gifts.

love was what he saw and he did not wish to be a divide between them. he had no desire to create strife within the palace when the world beyond it was already wrought with it.

yes, Divine One, a worshipful whisper against the cool earth.

@Neith would receive the pure white sheepskin as her winter gift, would be told of the wonderful thanks to the flood her royal brother had given. charmion would not utter a single thing about how his heart had hammered so hard beneath a gaze so young and yet feeling immortal in equal turns.