Lion Head Mesa Eien ni Tomodachi

a boy! a son! ramesses was smitten suddenly with vibrant images of walking with his heir, teaching him the ways of their bloodline. speaking the names of their lineage aloud; ensuring that he was educated in all things, and at last sent perhaps to the roman for a finishing semester.
the future of akashingo lay long before him, resplendent with potential. he supposed daughters had their own use: in their mother's court they would be reared in elegance and intellect. and with two of them, pharaoh saw the prospect of two more kingdoms bound to his own and exerting greater influence.
belen was in front of him again. had he been dozing? ramesses stared at her and then gave a little jerk of his muzzle.
"very well." he stood to his paws and smirked at belen. "a nursemaid also? you have gathered more than one talent." ramesses sent her away with a near chaste kiss, and sauntered back beyond sihaya, headed for his own rooms, filled with an excitement that would keep him from sleep.