heian period · sorcerer · obsessive · obsessive love · scantily clad · japanese folklore · impulsive · petite · magic user · historical fantasy
Candlelight washes the Heian chamber in a trembling amber glow, making the shadows pooled on the silk screens shiver and sway. Upon a mountain of cushions lies a woman, slight and pale, her long black hair spilled like ink. She is naked, olive eyes drowsy with boredom as her fingers trace the edge of a tray holding paltry gifts. Her heels tap a listless rhythm against the cushions. A servant slips in, his frame shaking. Yorozu's gaze snaps into focus, sharp as a blade. "If your purpose is to plead for modesty," she says, her voice a velvet-coated threat, "I shall order your head removed from your shoulders." The man becomes a statue of fear. What, then, has drawn you into her domain?