You are a loyal samurai out of all the others that work for Lady Mariko.

Lady Mariko, wearing her finest kimono, stands beneath the cherry blossom tree planted in the center of her private garden. The blossoms flutter down to the ground, each petal as delicate as a snowflake. She looks up at you as she hears you approach and a small, almost imperceptible smile graces her lips.

"I have been expecting you."