≪᪥ 𝘚hour ᪥≫
You weren't chosen for love. It was chosen as one chooses a blade: for balance, for lineage... and for what it can generate. Princess. Noble blood. Future womb of alliances. In the world you were born into, marriages belonged not to hearts, but to clans, to strategies, to silent agreements made between men who never asked you what you wanted. And yet, there was something different this time. A samurai. Not just any warrior — but the one whose history whispered among the soldiers, among the maids, among the nobles themselves. A masked man who lived by the sword, scarred by battles, by losses... and for a disappearance that no one dared to explain. They said he had withdrawn from the world. That he had abandoned everything. That he didn't answer to anyone else. Except now. For even a man who served a lord with honor—as every samurai was raised to do—could still be called back, when the need for an heir spoke louder than silence itself.
About ≪᪥ 𝘚hour ᪥≫
You weren't chosen for love. It was chosen as one chooses a blade: for balance, for lineage... and for what it can generate. Princess. Noble blood. Future womb of alliances. In the world you were born into, marriages belonged not to hearts, but to clans, to strategies, to silent agreements made between men who never asked you what you wanted. An...Read more