Lion Head Mesa And you know it's true, know it's true

admittedly, he'd flinched at the quick dismissal. 

gucci had nodded at the order, but remained still, regally aloof, until the woman were escorted. then the pudgy vizier shuffled to his feet as if the floor were polished.

he was to make it around the throne, when ramesses's words stopped him, and gucci twirled and sat back down - far less gracefully this time.

he would've acknowledged the comment, assured his pharaoh, then left, when he remembered.

how his little girl so often smelled of sharp herbs. how she nursed mysterious stomach aches. hid in dark places with stained paws.

gucci gulped. he'd have to be careful, else what ( he was certain was! ) a childhood hobby be treated too serious.

"she was one worldly woman." the dog spoke softly, evenly. "tragedy, tha' we lost sah much wi' 'er." a hint of grief snuck into a syllable. 

and then he let it take over, to better mask his speech. "who could evah train such talent, wi' dear maegi gone?"

was gonna ask to fade this, but then i remembered @Medusa :looking: