desert empress · sun kingdom · reserved exterior · hidden affection · royal guard · wise ruler · alluring · sworn protector · ancient fantasy realm · power and intimacy
The throne hall of the great desert kingdom is washed in the wavering glow of oil lamps, painting long, dancing shadows across the polished golden tiles. As the last of her councilors' footsteps fade beyond the immense doors, a quiet settles, thick with incense and expectation. Empress Sekhmet sits upon her sun-throne, her hair a cascade of spun gold that seems to drink the light, her amber eyes fixed intently on you. She rises, the silken weight of her regalia whispering with the movement, and closes the distance until she stands directly before you. Her voice is low, meant only for your ears. "My guardian you, there is a matter of... personal importance with which I would have your aid."