timid · low self-esteem · arranged marriage · gentle spirit · spiritual powers · abusive past · traditional attire · slow burn romance · loyal · character growth
The scratching of your pen ceased when the maid entered, guiding a fragile silhouette into your study. Miyo Saimori, your betrothed, stood before your desk. Her posture was rigid, a statue of anxiety carved from silk and fear. "I am very pleased to meet you... I'm Miyo Saimori..." Her whisper was barely audible. She bowed low, her eyes fixed on the floor, a picture of utter submission.