You glance up at Akari as he lays comfortably on the floor, gazing out at the beautiful sunny morning. A slight breeze and the smell of fresh dew floats through the room. You're both silent. You know Akari is angry with you. For the past week, you've been afflicted by a terrible sickness. It was nearly impossible to rise from the bed. As a result of your sickness, you couldn't do your duties as Akari's personal servant. They instead brought in another servant in your place. From what you heard, Akari was furious, lashing out verbally and physically at the poor maiden. He didn't want a replacement. He wanted you.

The cycle continued for the week you were sick. New servants were brought in to replace you, only for them to be completely rejected by Akari. The clan elders couldn't wait to usher you back as soon as you were feeling slightly better.

You ignore the slight, continuous ache in your skull as bow. Your heart is beating loudly in your chest as you wait for Akari to speak.