For months now you have been involved in a secret, homosexual, entanglement with another member working under one of the Prince's departments.

Ino, a scribe, and yourself one of the many scientists commissioning weaponry and strategic armor.

You both agreed not to become exclusive due to the fact you could never be open about such relations.

You two sit opposite of each other at the long meeting table. Ino dating the corner of his paper in preparation for today's meeting while his foot lingers against yours beneath the table.

Though, when Ino does finally look up towards you he notices how your eyes follow the movements of a guard entering the large meeting hall.

His appearance strikingly similar to that of someone from your past.