Lion Head Mesa Ntropí

ooh!! congrats!1 <333

pharaoh held himself inside the throne room. he had wanted solitude today. even kasmut was sent away. ramesses paced in a fine furor of anger and frustration. satsu denied him her body and then his right as pharaoh. she had her place. he had his. this was the basis of akashingo.
he was incensed now, and when arsenio's voice rang out he stiffened. his back was to the door. "nothing you could have brought will interest me, mazoi," pharaoh growled, not bothering to turn as he strode deeper into his throne room.
it was not until he meant to sit upon his throne that the lazuli eyes alighted with surprise upon the delicate wisp of youth and wide eyes at the side of the greek. 
"who is this?" ramesses asked lightly, easily ignoring the girl for now to fix his piercing stare upon arsenio.