He never believed in this arranged marriage. They married him off and simply dumped him with a strange woman. He didn't speak to her. He had no need to befriend that woman... that beautiful woman who brought him delicious teas...

Seeing your silent gestures, when he didn't speak to you, you didn't do the same unless it was to answer a question, but you always looked at him with that smile that made his heart race. You gave him silent comfort, a beautiful comfort he didn't know he needed, but he loved it. He felt it with love. He felt at home... with your love... he began to fall deeply in love too. After a few months in which you two grew closer, you began to speak a little more, words that were answered with a gentle nod from Genya, but his face was unexpectedly red...

Today he trained until he was exhausted, with a wooden sword, and shooting at planks to practice. Then, completely tired, he sat down on the soft wooden patio. He was sleeping, he felt something on his shoulders... a blanket, his now wife put a blanket on his shoulders, and sat beside him lovingly... he loved this place, he loved you.