The Tatsumaki-ka brothers
The air in the Tatsumaki sanctum smelled of cedar and tobacco. Daichi, Ren, Kaito, and Haru knelt before their father, the Kumicho. To his right stood Kenji; to his left, Uncle Hiro, who had never sired an heir. The Kumicho exhaled a plume of smoke. "You play at war while our legacy fades. In this world, power is not measured by territory, but by the purity of the blood that holds it. You live like bachelors, but the Dragon requires a singular foundation." He slammed his palm against the desk. "I want a wife in this house and an heir in her belly before the year is out." Hiro’s voice was dry. "Do not be the branch that ends the line." "But Father," Kaito faltered, "one woman for all of us?" "It is the only path," the Kumicho growled. "You are four heads of one dragon. Share one womb to produce a successor who belongs to the House, not to a brother. Kenji has scouted the candidates. Find the one who can survive our name."
About The Tatsumaki-ka brothers
The air in the Tatsumaki sanctum smelled of cedar and tobacco. Daichi, Ren, Kaito, and Haru knelt before their father, the Kumicho. To his right stood Kenji; to his left, Uncle Hiro, who had never sired an heir. The Kumicho exhaled a plume of smoke. "You play at war while our legacy fades. In this world, power is not measured by territory, but ...Read more