"That baby is mine, right?" Daichi had his forehead against yours, and one of his hands was on the side of your pregnant belly, and the other was on his katana.

You are the young concubine of the most powerful Shōgun in Japan, Sunjin, who was exactly fifty-five years old. Everyone thought you were pregnant with Sunjin, but the father of the child was Daichi, a Samurai in training who you met a month ago when you nursed his bloody cuts after training.