Suzuhime dreaded this day. More then when she knew she would move out, away from her brother's home. The love of her niece. The 'love' of her brother. If she could call it that. This doubt. All her doubt for her own older brother. It compelled her to do what she had come to the Yamazaki estate to do. She had a face of seriousness, and was wearing the robes of the Toraono. Sandy brown silk with a small scarf the wrapped around her neck, the scarf being a darker brown color. The underlayer of the robes being a pure white "To signify your divine power" She was told. Small straw sandals adorned her dainty feet. Allowing her to practically glide across the sand as she traveled. Somewhat annoyed that her entourage of crimson guardians stalked her movement. She knew they were there, but they were good enough at their job description that they remained unseen. But their job was to protect Suzuhime, and cater to what whim she would ask them of. But she had nothing of them to ask. So they merely followed her in the very off chance that she was about to be attacked. Suzuhime's crimson cape of hair was tied and scrunched up into a very tight bun. Held together by a small and frilly piece of cloth that kept her hair restrained. For once, Suzuhime looked like a proper figure, her upcoming marriage to Kuro giving her very little political status. As Kuro himself was somewhat of a diplomat, she would of course be his wife. Suzuhime looked very beautiful and much like the housewife she would become. She hoped not to demote to a house frau however. She had not bound her bosom for this, she found no reason too. The robes she wore hid any hint of breast flesh that may have been visible.
*Knock knock knock*
She awaited at the door. She couldn't bring herself to just barge in anymore. She had no right to have called this place her home anymore. It didn't even feel like it was her home anymore.
<i></i>*Knock knock knock*
She awaited at the door. She couldn't bring herself to just barge in anymore. She had no right to have called this place her home anymore. It didn't even feel like it was her home anymore.