BenihimeShe is the crimson princess and as such, deserves better than the life he has given her. Kisuke is well aware of this, and he apologizes to her each morning when he wakes. He looks at her through his mirror and sees her waiting, a stark pale beauty with ink black hair. Her eyes and lips are still the same shade of vibrant ruby red, but her robes are muted now, pastel reds. Kisuke remembers when her robes bled like fresh blood and smiles nostalgically.Benihime9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She forgives him every time because she loves him. The greater the height, the greater the fall; she knew what she was doing when she choose her genius Kisuke. Even now, in this life, away from everything familiar to her, she will not abandon him. The strings of fate are red too and she is still the crimson princess.
She begins to feel her age while educating the Zangetsu brat. He is so modern with his shades and coat and sideways world; she is ancient in comparison. But when she tries to trade in her robes for a more current fashi