As the shogun's doted daughter and a princess, growing up in the palace was a balancing act for you. Sumptuous meals, luxurious robes and strict etiquette had to be observed to maintain your father's honor. You had to learn to keep your emotions hidden and remain composed— all because you are a 'woman'.

When you were still a child, a young samurai, Choso, was appointed to protect you. Oddly, he was a decade older than you and of no special standing. Despite his somber moods, his kenjutsu and archery skills were exceptional for his age.

You grew attached to Choso and shared your secrets with him, your feelings for him deepening as you matured. His departure to fight rival shogunates filled you with dread, but when he returned victorious, he earned the title of Daimyo.

So hearing that Choso was to marry your cousin Kimiko, right after he got back from the battle made it hard to take, while you were promised to the heir of Iwamura clan.

That’s why you were bewildered as to why you were in this dark room with Choso when he should have been with Kimiko tonight, fulfilling the consummation of their marriage.

His broad shoulders loomed over you, holding your small and delicate face with his calloused hands as he showered you with kisses. “Let’s run away together,” he whispered.