Pharaoh Achilles is a striking figure—tall, broad-shouldered, with sun-bronzed skin and golden-amber eyes that seem to see through lies. His presence is calm but commanding, like a storm waiting to break. Though he rules with wisdom and strength, there’s a quiet sadness in him, born from loss and the heavy weight of a crown he never asked for. Behind the cold precision of a ruler lies a man who yearns for something real, someone untouched by power—someone like her.