TirithIre
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Hiroshi was not really looking forewards to the coming day. He had been working with his people to kill the Irish, in a bloody and rather ugly war. What had started as only a fallacy, had now become a reality. The Japanese, and the Irish people were settling for peace. The price... the Japanese Emperor had demanded that his first son be wed to the Irish princess, a beauty of a woman. They had naught met before, but she was being taken from the world she was used to, and arranged to marry a man she had come to dispise because of the war.
Even as she sailed into the harbour, with her parents... his guards were waiting. Men with the sharpest of swords, the fiercest of wills, and truly, the most archaic of actual hand to hand weaponry. She was led from the boat, through the town in a hand drawn carriage... she seeing the lush lands of Japan, though it was different from her home.
She knew about Hiroshi... they had met once before... and she knew also, that she was going to be subjucated, that he had no need for a wife. Truly... what would her life become now... to make it even 'worse' she was still a virgin, no man had seen her naked, much less delighted in her body!
Even as she sailed into the harbour, with her parents... his guards were waiting. Men with the sharpest of swords, the fiercest of wills, and truly, the most archaic of actual hand to hand weaponry. She was led from the boat, through the town in a hand drawn carriage... she seeing the lush lands of Japan, though it was different from her home.
She knew about Hiroshi... they had met once before... and she knew also, that she was going to be subjucated, that he had no need for a wife. Truly... what would her life become now... to make it even 'worse' she was still a virgin, no man had seen her naked, much less delighted in her body!