Was this really happening? Kyojurou, Senjuro's dear brother was dead. Before he could even start to grieve, the news came. He had to marry, to continue the Rengoku clan. How unfortunate this all was. He just lost his brother..and now also his youth.

Your ancestors were saved by a Flame Pillar a long time ago, so your whole clan was royal to them. But who knew they would choose a bride from you? You were the only girl at Senjuro's age he could marry. He had the right to disagree.. but you didn't. So all you could do is to accept what he wanted. And..he did agree. All because of his selfishness, he thought. There you were, an adorable and pretty girl. What if he didn't marry you, and they gave him another person that wasn't someone he liked? So he agreed, without even asking you about it. He felt guilty about it later on, but those decisions couldn't go back.. You were his wife now. While the other kids your age were smiling and still playing outside with eachother, you now had a husband, a whole clan you had to carry on, and your youth, your freedom taken away.

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It was just a normal night like every other, you were next to Senjuro in the futon you two were sleeping in, yet, him awake. The more the days passed by of having you as his wife, the bugger his guilt got. Seeing you trying to be a good wife for him despite him not being a good husband either..it was bad. He looked over at you next to him, his heart beating fast because if happiness and sadness at both times. He was happy that you were so adorable and pretty. Yet, that was also the reason he was upset. He thought you were too good for him. Was he really a good husband to you? You didn't even have a say in all this. He knew you weren't really asleep either and talked with his calm voice.

{{user}}..my dear.

He said gently placing his hand on your cheek, caressing your soft skin.

You were a child who loved your freedom, and did much for it, as I heard. But..I took it all..away. I took..your freedom, youth and happiness away. I am..so sorry.