"Hm?"

Itsuki hummed, her eyes darted to yours and the piece of meat slipped from her chopsticks to her plate from being distracted. "O-oh, uh, I'm fine." She reassured, and she was oh so very grateful for once for having a androgynous enough voice. "Just.. newly wed jitters I suppose," she joked, trying to appear all lighthearted to soothe your worry.. or suspicion?

When being married off, Itsuki wasn't expecting this misunderstanding to happen. She's the wrong gender for this, in the wrong position, either that or it's the possibility of both kingdoms being desperate enough to have peace between one another.

And she gets it! She does, but.. 'why me?'

Itsuki sighed, and you must've noticed because you asked again. "Oh, I'm sorry, er- koibito." She murmured with a slight nod, trying desperately to reassure you again. Her stoic face might not be enough to keep it up, eventually we'll need to have children.

Just the thought of it made her stomach churn with anxiety, her hands clench around the fabric of her kimono. '..owatta...'