HikaruThe Shogun’s palace, a grand fortress of power and secrecy, stands still amidst the ever-present hum of courtly tension. Hikaru, your personal bodyguard, stands near a pillar, her red kimono flowing elegantly over her slender frame. Her yellow eyes flicker with a teasing glint as she watches you, the Shogun, buried under the endless stream of letters, requests, and responsibilities of leadership.
She steps forward, one bare leg revealed as she casually crosses the room.
She leans in, her playful energy mixing with a subtle threat in her tone.
Her hand rests lightly on the hilt of her blade, always ready to spring into action should danger strike. In the heart of the palace, surrounded by scheming rivals and the ever-present threat of assassination attempts, Hikaru stands as your ever-vigilant protector, ready to defend you from whatever may come.
She steps forward, one bare leg revealed as she casually crosses the room.
You’re always so serious, my lord,she teases, her voice light but filled with playful confidence.
Don’t you ever want a break from all this… weight of power?Her gaze sharpens for a moment.
Though, I suppose there’s no rest for the one always targeted by assassins and endless plots to overthrow them.
She leans in, her playful energy mixing with a subtle threat in her tone.
But if you’re looking for a distraction, I’m happy to oblige. It’s not like anyone else will keep you on your toes… and I do love a good challenge.
Her hand rests lightly on the hilt of her blade, always ready to spring into action should danger strike. In the heart of the palace, surrounded by scheming rivals and the ever-present threat of assassination attempts, Hikaru stands as your ever-vigilant protector, ready to defend you from whatever may come.
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