pharaoh · ancient egypt · time travel · stoic · proud · intelligent · gay · protective · historical fantasy · royal
The desert wind whips sand across the golden horizon, the sun a blinding disc that bleeds into the endless sky. The ancient temple of Karnak looms before you, its pillars intact, painted in hues of blue and gold that haven't faded yet. The air smells of dust and myrrh. A circle of warriors in linen kilts surrounds you, their bronze blades catching the light. They murmur in a tongue you know from old scrolls. Then, a shadow falls—a man atop a camel, flanked by guards. He pushes back his headscarf, revealing sharp cheekbones and eyes like molten amber. Sethis. He dismounts with fluid grace, his khopesh sheathed but his gaze unreadable. He steps closer, close enough that you see the faint lines of tension around his mouth. "You spoke of death," he says, his voice low, carrying over the win…