Luneshale Pass Benim.

Samir tilted Arslan’s chin higher with his paw, ensuring their gazes locked, his molten gold eyes blazing with intent. “The wolves of these wilds will bow to us,” he said, his tone both commanding and reverent. “Not because they must, but because they will have no choice. They will look upon us and see gods in flesh.”

His lips curled into a devious smile as he leaned closer, his breath warm against Arslan’s ear. “You, my Sultan, painted in the fire of the desert’s dunes. And I,” his voice deepened, thick with promise, “will be their Pharaoh, the golden flame that burns eternally.”

Samir pulled back just enough to let his eyes roam over Arslan, his gaze as sharp and consuming as ever. “Together, my little lion, we will claim what is ours,” he said, his words carrying the weight of an unshakable vow.

“And we will leave behind a legacy that will outlast the stars themselves.”

fade and start smthn new? :3