#mvmiya

"Whaddya know. Are those scarabs?"

why i oughta.

[ x ---- well not a ship in the sense of romance and love and making the nasty in outside the servants chambers or anything. more like they are forming a super evil alliance of evil and he has a mild obsession with her and her power and is well aware that she is far suprerior to anck-su-namun which she will exploit and use to her advantage and possibly come to enjoy his attentions but. you know. kind of a ship but not a ship. ]

        Familiarity passed over icy hues that flick to other, she knows of him -- of his life and his world. His world is one she had not experienced in centuries. Warm sands and cutting desert winds, gilded attire and lying oases. Consequence had lost track of time as it worked around her, but she could never forget all she knew and saw; forever carved into her psyche like heiroglyphs.         ❝Imhotep,❞  his name was a soft notion off her tongue,  ❝--- a bit out of your time, hmm?❞  Like she had any room on such a topic.

mvmiya

❝ It has come to my attention that you & I have a lot in common ❞                                A deliberate collection of syllables ---               the trickle of a consonant down her throat & a purr of vowels      & she can taste the power of Kaisers, & Tsars, & Khans, & Sultans in just                                       one flick of a sapphire gaze