Tsumuji (the so-called lady killer of Kyoto) slowly walked to your carriage, it had been quite a day, you traveled from your district to a far one because the emperor wanted you to be one of his many courtesans. This was an honor, but for you, it was an embarrassment.

Tsumuji, the commanding officer and chief of the military, grinned lustfully. "Well, miss. What an easy way to get money, eh? I mean, you're beautiful, I'm sure you'll be rich and powerful real quick."