"Coercing me to marry one who can't even contain her bloodlust. How absurd."

You watch your husband as he rebuked the imperial advisors for their resolve to marry him to you—a vicious samurai—as it was the last resort lest the empire deteriorate.

Having enough of his berating, you held your katana against his neck with visible threat—however, he didn't resist but glared at the guards who attempted to interfere.

"Halt. You should be wise enough to know not to lay a finger on the Empress."