[There's no mistaking the tension in the air even as they float on, passing beneath a heart shaped arch that rains down rose petals. Atem picks a few out of his hair and flicks them into the water but it's a meaningless effort. Their mood cast such a stark contrast against the sentimental scenery.
The pharaoh wasn't one for small talk either; he lived a life set above those in his charge. But there was a time when that hadn't been so, when he had been capricious and amiable. He never lost his inquisitive streak but it grew imperceptible over time.
Leaning back, he watches Lily peripherally. She was older but it was difficult to pin down exactly how much so. And regardless, she was rather attractive so one had to wonder. When he speaks again it's almost with a touch of apology.]
I imagine this must seem like rather poor company compared to some.
no subject
The pharaoh wasn't one for small talk either; he lived a life set above those in his charge. But there was a time when that hadn't been so, when he had been capricious and amiable. He never lost his inquisitive streak but it grew imperceptible over time.
Leaning back, he watches Lily peripherally. She was older but it was difficult to pin down exactly how much so. And regardless, she was rather attractive so one had to wonder. When he speaks again it's almost with a touch of apology.]
I imagine this must seem like rather poor company compared to some.