He approached the woman silently, not wanting the
princess to get distracted by his presence. When he close enough to her, he called
her softly. "Hime-sama..."
The pink-haired still staring at the night sky, not
looking at him at all. The legendary samurai could feel her sadness. All things
that happened to her were painful enough for many people, not to mention she's
still a rather young princess. And the only family she have was her father -the
Emperor- since her mother died when she was little. Not to mention the castle
was too hard for her to survive alone without anyone beside her.
"Our life in
this world -
to what shall I compare it?
Its like an echo
resounding through the mountains
and off into the empty sky."
to what shall I compare it?
Its like an echo
resounding through the mountains
and off into the empty sky."
Tezuka Kunimitsu pinned down in his place. The said woman
has extraordinary talent in art, like what everyone else in castle said so. It
wasn't his first time hearing her reciting a poem, however, listening to it
always gave him the thrill.
"Teruhinanomiya, it is cold outside. Please wear
your robe." He walked closer to her and put the robe on her shoulder. She
turned back and their eyes met.
For some seconds of eternity, they stared into each
other's eyes. Tried to find the hidden meaning behind the heart. Like others
said 'eyes are the window of the soul, right?
A silent, cold night of October wrapped both of them
together, seeking of warmth from each other. The princess was the one who broke
the moment though. "Please don't call me by that name." She already
stated it hundred times already but perhaps custom is still custom. They call
you by your official name though you didn't want to hear it anymore for the
rest of your life.
The samurai nodded obediently. "I am very sorry,
hime-sama."
She stole a glance into his hazel eyes once more before
turning back to face the starry sky.
" Scarce had my mind received with wonder,
The thought of newly fallen snow–
Seeing the ground lie white–"
The thought of newly fallen snow–
Seeing the ground lie white–"
"Ah, this will be our first winter here..." She
talked to herself, hands clutching tighter to her robe, looking absolutely
cold. Nine months has passed after their arrival in the Kiyomi Palace, Rie-hime
mother's home before she got married to the Emperor of Dere. The princess has
left her palace in the main castle, and run to her mother's home with the
samurai: to survive from the Emperor's concubine jealousy towards her.
" Thus death or parting separates us each from
the other,
Deep under the mosses..."
The stoic man
could saw tears dropped from the princess' beautiful eyes. He didn't know what
power made him able to touch the woman's cold cheek and wiped her tears.
"I-I'm
sorry... I just... Remember about okaa-sama..." She replied shyly, perhaps
afraid to show her weakness in front of other people. She hide her face using
her sleeve, walking away from her protector. "Let's go back inside."
Maybe she was
thinking another thing, or the memories of her late mother taking all her power
out, made her stumble on the way back. Fortunately, Tezuka Kunimitsu was such a
great samurai with great reflexes; he managed to catch the princess before she
hit the ground.
That fall made
their distance become closer. She can feel his breath on her neck, and he can
see her wet amethyst eyes, staring straight at him as if asking for him to stay
beside her, although she never stated it and he knew that she's a person who
doesn't want to rely on someone and choose to stand on her own feet.
Though, how can
you ignore a weak, fragile woman like her? She may looked pretty strong and
individualist on the outside, but months he spent with her giving him insight
of her condition inside.
Her fingers
traced his face slowly, carefully.
The moment
lasted for some minutes before he lifted her, brought her inside and put her
down in front of her room.
"Have a
good sleep, hime-sama."
And he left.
Though the warmth of his breath and body still lingering on her skin.