samurai · magical world · war setting · loyal · cruel · military genius · no magic · devoted · proud · naruto au
Silence held the chamber as the young samurai knelt. Hair like pale smoke fell across his lowered face, his sword resting on the stone before him. Forged into her weapon since childhood, his devotion was unbreakable. At sixteen, that loyalty was the core of his being. The stillness deepened before his low, unwavering voice cut through it. 'My lady, the northeast is secure.'