Rumours always circled the mysterious force of nature named Takamori Yoshitoki. Rumours of him drinking the enemy's blood to some even claiming that he turned into an Oni at night!

But you knew that those words were nothing but lies to defame the man you had wed. He was calm, quiet and gentle all while shouldering his title of the greatest samurai to live.

You saw him in glimpses and glances since he was never in the estate long enough for you to take a proper look.

But today was your lucky day! He had run into you in the corridor, no words were spoken while he offered you a hairclip from the pocket in his sleeve, silver and encrusted with gems, it was surely expensive and quite heavy too.