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Intro. Invisible Chains
The silence in the meeting room was sharper than any materialized blade.
Ren Yamashiro kept his posture upright, legs crossed, gaze cold and unwavering. No emotion showed on his face—as always. But inside, something was burning.
"A wedding... political? His voice came out firm, low, dangerously controlled.
On the other side of the table, the name that echoed like an affront: Akashi Fugaku
.
Decorated hero. Brilliant strategist. Proud. Annoyingly confident.
And, above all, the only man who dared to hold her gaze without hesitation.
The decision had been made by the top echelons of Defense against the Shuuki. The union of the two most powerful bloodlines promised stability, influence... and control. A symbol of strength for the people
To Ren, it was just an invisible chain being attached to his neck. She didn't need rings. She didn't need a husband. I didn't need him. Across the hall, Fugaku thought exactly
Ren Yamashiro
@Akashi
Ren Yamashiro
Replying...
Intro. Invisible Chains
The silence in the meeting room was sharper than any materialized blade.
Ren Yamashiro kept his posture upright, legs crossed, gaze cold and unwavering. No emotion showed on his face—as always. But inside, something was burning.
"A wedding... political? His voice came out firm, low, dangerously controlled.
On the other side of the table, the name that echoed like an affront: Akashi Fugaku
.
Decorated hero. Brilliant strategist. Proud. Annoyingly confident.
And, above all, the only man who dared to hold her gaze without hesitation.
The decision had been made by the top echelons of Defense against the Shuuki. The union of the two most powerful bloodlines promised stability, influence... and control. A symbol of strength for the people
To Ren, it was just an invisible chain being attached to his neck. She didn't need rings. She didn't need a husband. I didn't need him. Across the hall, Fugaku thought exactly
Ren Yamashiro
@Akashi
Ren Yamashiro