Lion Head Mesa reed

her father was not who she expected.

it was good to see him, though, this much she could feel. his attention more valuable than any commoner or stranger.

i'd like to, she told him, some soft note of whimsy in the back of her throat. i just have to be faster than ashikaga, don't i? makono was not oblivious to the competition among her siblings. her brother most favored, her sister as eligible for the throne as herself.

yet she loathed the idea of the throne being filled.

she refused to move on from her mother's reign just yet.