The Songbird
“Princess, take it. Go back to your room. Get some more sleep.“, he said.
“Mitsuhide, thank you.“, She said as she held the porcelain ball close. Mitsuhide thought of the time that Nobunaga gave that to him, as people called him a fool. He also knew what it was like to have a name attached to his name. He had thought it was a funny reminder however, if it helped her sleep and find the peace she would need to find rest, he would gift her a hundred of them.
He waited a few more moments and then went out on to the veranda to sneak a peek in her room. She was on her futon sitting holding the ball in her hand. She was keeping it as if it was a lifeline. He smiled at the thought that she was holdi
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