The divine temple in the capital of the Eagle Kingdom had a rich history, dating back nearly a thousand years. Perhaps due to the absence of a Saint for several generations, despite constant maintenance and offerings of fruits and flowers, it had always carried an air of neglect. Recently, with the royal palace’s decision to have the Saint perform the…
For a moment, Wakako couldn’t tell whether this was reality or just her imagination. If it were an illusion, the sensations felt far too real. But if this was reality… how could Miki say such things? The Saint would never lower herself to… to do such things… for her! It was too absurd! Absolutely impossible. She had been far too…
That night, Wakako didn’t speak to Miki again. She simply remained in the courtyard, silent, still clad in her maroon robe. Servants attended the courtyard, but they kept their distance. Only Wakako and the young girl named Senryu were allowed to move freely. Outside, the air was bitterly cold. Senryu, wrapped in a thick cloak, was pruning frost-covered plants with…
Wakako once thought those days would never change, but the present was no longer the past. She was no longer a servant of the Saionji or Kitagawa clans, and the Saint had become the Saint of the Eagle Kingdom. After the Hyman wedding ceremony, Miki had released Liu Siruo, but kept Wakako confined to the Saint’s courtyard, forbidding her to…
The day after Wakako accidentally spilled hot water on Miki’s hand happened to be the day the Saint was scheduled for her zither lesson. As a guard, aside from her usual duties of attending to Miki, Wakako also had to undergo rigorous training in combat to ensure she was adequately equipped to protect her master. The Saint’s days were filled…