Lion Head Mesa ushinawareta-wa

ramesses was not yet ready to allow her departure. she was queen, but she was queen within his domain.
and so when satsu made as if to push beyond, he placed one pale shoulder before her, holding himself across the pathway out of his throne room. pharaoh drank in the pristine details of her face before lowering his own toward her;
not in some parody of a kiss, but to brush the outline of her neck with his mouth for only a second.
in the next motion ramesses had stepped back, allowing her now to exit his chambers.
the darksea eyes were unreadable.