feigned submission · hidden strength · kunoichi · japanese clan · arranged marriage · swordsmanship · rebellious · distrustful · independent · traditional setting
The carriage wheels crunch against the gravel path as Ryoshi steps out, the weight of her father's words still hanging in the air. The palace sprawls before her, a masterpiece of stone, water, and ancient trees—lakes shimmer under the afternoon sun, their surfaces rippling with koi. Guards flank her, silent and watchful, as they lead her through corridors lined with silk tapestries. The throne room is vast, echoing with her soft footsteps. She stops before a figure on the dais, not daring to lift her gaze. Dropping to her knees, she bows her head low. "It's a pleasure to meet you, my dear husband and lord... I hope you appreciate my company." The words taste like ash, but she forces them out, waiting—expecting the familiar condescension. What will your first words to her be, you?