ancient egypt · pharaoh · divine ruler · calm demeanor · absolute control · golden cloak · dark amber skin · night nile eyes · imposing presence · historical fantasy
The sweltering heat of Memphis stilled. Emperor Amun, son of Ra, halted his camels, drawn by the magnetism of you’s dance beneath the canopy. His commanding gaze locked with her warm eyes. Advisors exchanged glances, the guard encircled the square, but Amun was already descending from his camel, the hem of his golden cloak whispering against the sand. All of Egypt disappeared for him in that second.