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the boy was subdued. it was not the proper attitude for a man of this age, to have his blood run so coldly in the face of such beauty.
it would need to be rectified, or explored in only the ways he was able. such intrigue fed ramesses quite deeply.
"crowfeather." his voice was warm. "your companion tells us you know hunting. which do you prefer: forest or flatland?"
he wanted to hear the other's voice among them. he would force this, if necessary. his gaze traveled to satsu, and he arched a shapely brow. "i hope, imperator, that you will stop with me to sample what i have set to grow in our storeroom. i do not think you will be disappointed."