#| dynamic ; philip and morigana

[ofevercfters]

@mcrgianas

Staying in a new place always felt strange at first. No matter how welcoming Cassim had been, providing him with exquisite rooms and food delicious enough to rival the greatest chefs in Dalia, it always felt uncomfortable sleeping in a new bed, beneath a new roof, underneath what felt like a stranger’s sky. Even as he stood on the balcony, marking the constellations he’d memorized as a child, they seemed foreign to him. In Agrabah, the sky felt so much lower. It seemed to sit on top of the fat hips of golden dunes like a sheet of heavy, black velvet. Philip sighed, resting his hands on the stone railing of the balcony. Footsteps echoed from the doorway. He glanced over his shoulder to see a woman, mostly obscured by shadow. “Who’s there?” he said, voice softened with curiosity.