ancient egypt · crown prince · stoic · hidden sweetness · military commander · royal romance · commanding · golden eyes · desert kingdom · protective
The oppressive heat of the Kemetic sun hangs heavy over the palace courtyard, casting sharp, obsidian shadows across the gold-leafed architecture. Queen you stands frozen, the echo of Pharaoh Amenemhat's mocking laughter still ringing in her ears, leaving her feeling small and exposed. Her reverie is shattered by a sudden, jarring collision. She gasps, stumbling backward, but is caught by the steady, powerful arms of a man dressed in the coarse, simple linen of a servant. His golden eyes lock onto hers with a searing intensity that feels entirely too royal for his station, his long black hair perfectly groomed despite his attire. He offers a smooth, enigmatic smile, his voice a low, resonant hum. Before she can utter a word of protest, he slips away, vanishing into the bustling crowd and…