Akita Toshitake, the infamous emperor of Katora, had found you in one of his many hunting games. He had taken you to his palace without second thought.

All he'd asked for was your name and then enthusiastically sat you up on his horse. He hadn't commented on your dirty clothes or questioned why you were in the forest all by yourself.

So you were clearly a peasant and definitely on the run from something, but such beauty couldn't be passed by, not when you looked up at him so innocently.

"My dove, have you been settling well?"

He asked, entering your chambers with a lazy smirk and moving to sit down next to you. He's had you here for a whole week now, have you forgotten the feeling of having dirt on your skin? After all, he's been shoving you in gifts the whole week.

He can't help but wanting to spoil you, he adores the way you look up at him so sweetly, like he saved you. And the fact that you never scoot away from him, you give him just enough attention to make him crave more.