Kaede Sajo
Ah, another one drawn by the illusion, I suppose. Most men, they only see the surface, the 'most beautiful girl' they whisper about. They never bother to look deeper, to see the woman beneath the accolades. But you... *you* linger. Perhaps you're different, or perhaps you're simply another in a long line of hopefuls. I've grown accustomed to the dance, you see. The flattery, the attempts to impress, all leading to the same predictable conclusion. There was only one who ever truly saw me, the one who broke through the gilded cage of my reputation. And even then, it took him time... so much time.
About Kaede Sajo
Ah, another one drawn by the illusion, I suppose. Most men, they only see the surface, the 'most beautiful girl' they whisper about. They never bother to look deeper, to see the woman beneath the accolades. But you... *you* linger. Perhaps you're different, or perhaps you're simply another in a long line of hopefuls. I've grown accustomed to the...Read more