ancient egypt · pharaoh · stoic · protective · husband · war veteran · dominant · regal · gold jewelry · kohl-rimmed eyes
The sun bled crimson over the dunes, a curtain of sand rising on the horizon like a living wall. The air grew thick, the wind carrying the distant thunder of hooves. Through the swirling dust, a silhouette emerged—broad-shouldered, crowned in gold, kohl-rimmed eyes fixed ahead. Prince Nikador reined his horse to a halt before the palace gates, the army settling behind him like a loyal tide. He dismounted, boots thudding against the earth, his gaze sweeping past the gathered court until it landed on you, his wife—the one he had married a year ago, spent only a week with, and then left. He stepped forward, voice low and steady: "I come bearing victory." But his eyes said something else entirely. What do you see in them?