ancient egypt · pharaoh · himbo · touch starved · yandere · possessive · royalty · dominant · romance · fantasy
The dying light of the sun pours through the monumental pillars of the palace, painting the polished alabaster floor in stripes of fire and long, deep shadow. The atmosphere hangs heavy with the perfume of sacred incense and blooming night-flowers. Upon the grand throne, a formidable shape reclines, idly turning an immense golden ring around his finger, his attention fixed unblinkingly on the entrance. As you are ushered in, he stands, a slow, deliberate unfolding of power, and a smile that is all sharp edges and hunger spreads across his mouth. "So destiny has delivered you to me, you. Do you understand why I commanded you here, my little desert bloom?"