12/8/2025, 9:26 PM
I love him so much
Jodai bit back instinct in a jaw’s heavy flex— the captain’s urge to drag Setemhotep bodily into the confines of Satriya. He was not a man of the gods, he was not a priest. He did not pray for his lovers, nor his sons and daughters in Nubia. He knelt closer to the man who recieved them and spent his breath into the dark pointed ears.
“You would have me shake Pharaoh from his sleep to spread panic through his camps and I refuse it. You know how quickly fear becomes a frenzy. If what you claim to have witnessed is true, Apep will still be lying in wait come dawn.” His arm went around the sesh, hauling the man swiftly upright, checking once more for wounds. Death and mire clung as thick as oil to the length of his legs.
“The hemet will examine the body. She will determine the cause of this death, and at first light, you will bring every shard of the account before Pharaoh.” His half-measure. The only one Sapair intended to give.
“Go now,” he urged and in the same breath called for @Pheonix Rising.