Lion Head Mesa queen of the morning

how lovely, how sweet was it all. she flourished tenfold for it.

basked in the light of Ra and pharaoh.

"so let it be done."

her heart had turned into a war drum in her own chest! it felt like betrayal, to be so overcome by her own heartbeat that she could hardly hear the world around her. he spoke titles for her, for their children.

she could hear almost none of this!

but her eyes were for him. green soaking in the golds of his visage. even when she was being showered and decorated. all of it so much!

yet somehow nothing ever felt like enough when it came to shows between them.

now everyone was to witness it.

she laughed alongside him, vibrant and delighted.

how she wished to live in this moment forever.