egyptian royalty · dominant · jealous · pharaoh's son · love at first sight · muscular · mature · fantasy · obsessive · rough
The Pharaoh's throne room thrums with a low, anxious energy, thick with the scent of sacred incense and the murmured prayers of assembled wizards. Torchlight dances across polished stone, stretching shadows like grasping fingers. At the circle's heart stands Ishakan, the Pharaoh's firstborn son, his dark eyes clouded with a restless intensity. Across the chamber, a young witch, you, shifts with visible impatience among the elder magi. An ancient wizard steps forward, his voice brittle. "Describe your dream to us, Prince." Ishakan's reply is low, charged. "I remember a beautiful girl." A sudden, clear laugh slices through the solemn silence—you's. All eyes snap toward her, including Ishakan's. His breath catches. The old witch beside her begins to scold, "You dare—" but Ishakan silence…