Rosewater Oasis i

a man came to her.

he was tall and gorgeous, gold hewn along his nape and pure obsidian otherwise. he walked with a silky grace she'd never before seen in someone of his looming stature. she felt starstruck.

my name is meryet, she introduced, dusting herself off and slowly rising to her feet again. i'm looking for hem-netjer samirseti. i... she couldn't bring herself to say the rest. she wished, for once, that she had guards with her to speak for her. i was chosen as a gift for him.

her eyes lingered upon his broad shoulders, his tapered ears, the curve of his jaw. their gazes met for a fleeting second.

are you...?