Hideaway Strath sarcophagus

"very well, noble one," pharaoh accepted, dipping his head. 
oh, the chafe in him; starveling and riotous — to be dismissed! to be denied! lips twitched under his downturned crown.
he thought of the empress hua, pearlmilk sorceress enticing his flippant bones to the island. and brook, flighty and fanciful. ramesses, a man of a thousand dreams.
overrun the isle place with peasants, and now he too was one in some land far from the sea. far from hatshepsuun.
if he was needed for nothing else, the man would turn, wending stiffbacked and pride-injured into the forest, though he kept his shoulders low and tail slackened until he was well from kynareth's knowing, teasing stare.