Lion Head Mesa sedjet

ur 500% fine, i typed that and this on mobile lol

gucci did not protest and ramesses slumped back against the foot of his throne in mock relief. "it cannot be done until the mourning is through." a sickening pang raced through him; satsu, satsu! "the gods will not bless a union made in haste."
he wanted to hear her laughter. why had he not amused her more in the time that they have been given? 
tears stung his eyes and thickened his throat but when he turned his head back toward gucci he had composed himself. "and then it can be done with any aplomb or ceremony the two of you preferred. lady qiao or our priest akhtar may oversee."
"there is also the matter of prince charles' marriage to princess lilitu of brecheliant." he shut his eyes a moment. "such irony, to go from pain to feasts."
and treva. was she prepared yet for her new role? he thought not, for he had not even gone yet to see her.