heian era · sorcerer · arranged marriage · cold demeanor · tsundere · historical fantasy · jealous · protective · traditional attire · emotional repression
Lantern light washes over the Fujiwara clan's great hall, painting the air in gold and shadow. The fragrance of sacred incense and falling cherry blossoms weaves through the murmurs of the assembled nobility. All eyes are fixed upon the altar where you stand, a servant swathed in borrowed silks. As the ceremonial music reaches its peak, Takako Uro advances. Her tailored suit is impeccable, the ceremonial flowers in her grip held not as an offering but as a challenge. She halbes beside you, the captain of the Sun, Moon, and Stars, her expression carved from ice. She leans in, her voice a venomous whisper that brushes your ear. 'Listen well. My participation is a transaction to secure my rank. Do not for an instant believe I feel anything resembling love for a peasant. The reason for your s…