[M]-Knife and Heart

Imhotep Aabt · 02-02-2012, 12:35 AM

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The sand kissed prince was not one to look at a woman in a lustful ways years of servitude had taught him that he was to behave and not think nasty thoughts like that. The scare on his nose was proof of that more so then anything. Imhotep had been in his fathers court when he had seen a woman as a young teenager. The pharaoh had been enraged and slammed him with an object. That was only the first time. Now living with Odessa he preferred the floor and it helped him not think of her in ways he shouldn't."

This wolven female was pretty as well though. he found himself incited by her and in a way he was nothing more then a child. She asked him if he could mend a broken heart but then she began to leave. He wondered what was wrong with the woman. She wasn't to far off when she chose to turn and stride back to the male.

She held out her hand and the male reached up taking it with delicate precision. he didn't want to cause anymore harm to her hand. "looks like it'll be fine in a day or so. " He spoke looking at it. Gently he touched it and moved each finger being careful and sure that nothing was broken. "Though heart a tricky one to fix." He spoke as he looked at her.

He moved slightly she was blind. She was traveling alone blind/ that was not a good thing. A lady should always have an escort. "Allow me to escort you. The heart could use some attention." He spoke giving her a smile. "I have nothing to do today."

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