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So this particular muse is going on a hiatus for a bit because she wants to relax a bit more. I’ve replied to everyone. I apologize for anyone who replies to me after this. You are going to have to wait some time before I start posting again.
He noticed her sigh as it slowly troubled him yet again. For a second, Murasaki silently regained his composure while his eyes blinked gently at the hime, a trace of concern persistent in his deep thoughts. His calm face flashed a sincere yet anxious smile, glancing sideways at the princess. Locks of dark raven hair wandered smoothly into another direction, coming in contact with his back.
“Hime-sama, I am capable of fulfilling any promise concerning the tea. Sure enough, that person may be able to enjoy it with you when you accompany them here,” he assured her, stating it in every detail necessary of such. Supposedly, Murasaki hardly encountered promises similar to this, whether an easy or a difficult doing it may be. Nevertheless, it’s quite fine to worry about things you are unsure, or places that makes you feel uneasy. Reassuring her again, he added, “Please do not include yourself in a sort of burden, oujo-sama, I’ll take care of it all…”
Her facial expressions were too easy to read. It was irking to make Murasaki worry about her but something was troubled. Her eyes closed lightly as she smiled at the warrior when the smile came, it brought her comfort.
Her eyes and smile widen at his words. A small flush flew over her cheeks at his words. So she could enjoy it with him? Her eyes seemed to be brought some relief. A little more energy. “That brings me some relief then!” Her hands clasping together.
Did she feel like a burden? Sometimes; however, Murasaki spoke all the right words to her. Ultimately it brought her such strength, “Thank you.” The happiness that radiate from her couldn’t be explain.
“Thank you so very much.”
What a particular choice in clothing. The Princess would smile reguardless as she waved, “Greetings, how may I assist you today?”
I am thinking about changing Senhime’s URL so I don’t flood the Senhime tags with my post. Any inquiries?
“Ah, it’s Chizuru’s friend.. Senhime, was it?”
“Yes, yes. I know you. You are Okita Souji, correct?”
“Oh, I see. Its clean reputation just spread days ago,that it might be clear that you haven’t heard of it as of yet,” he said, narrowing his eyes at the place in front of him, a few people entering its threshold. He thought he himself was a bit foolish in mentioning its prominence, especially around the princess. Distracted about what, exactly? was Murasaki’s inquisitive idea, rather intrigued at her statement, receding away from his mind afterwards. His dark indigo hues fell upon the hime, widening in surprise.
[ “…Takashita-han, promise…”]
A tint of blue quietly flickered at her sudden utterances, broadening more than that of before. A promise? “Is there something wrong at the moment, oujo-sama?”
That would make sense then. The princess would keep close regardless because she wasn’t sure of what could happen. Her fan remained in her hand has before she noticed her was looking at her. Pink eyes widen as she realizes what she had been doing lately. Over thinking. Thinking about him.
A sigh of exasperation escaped her lips as her eyes flicker to a close. “Ano…”
“Promise me that the tea will be good. There is someone I wish to bring it back to. They love tea.” They would appreciate, she knows it. Senhime would remain strong enough for him. Her hands pressing against her chest as she allowed the beating her heart to put her at ease.
“Well, I suppose it’s a good thing as long as they don’t cause trouble for the Shinsengumi— They’re coming out of nowhere, though, so it really is strange.” The visitors included all types of different people— men, women, oni, humans— it seemed just about everyone was showing up at their doors, with business or without.
“A lot of the men are really exhausted, but I guess it makes sense.” She let out a sigh of exasperation. “I wonder what I could do to help…”
The Princess couldn’t deny that she hopes the newcomers don’t bring any trouble. It would only make her worry more about certain people. Especially one overworked and trouble individual. Her express would become more serious as Senhime would place her hand against her heart, “I fear…” Pink gaze fixated on the passing crowd for a moment before shifting to the sky.
“…trouble will be coming.” Pain would shake the demon’s heart for a moment as her brows knitted together. “I have a feeling the war will escalate into something more. With all these new faces, it could change the battle in anyone’s favor.” Eventually Sen would have to seek out her guardian, “…I don’t want too many people caught…” In the destruction, the violence, and the mayhem.
Some of the men were exhausted lately? The princess wonder why? Was everything more trialing then she thought. The demon commander was out more much to her dismay. Her fist tighten against her chests before her gaze shifted back to Chizuru. The princess would— at least—try and give her friend a brighter smile. “Do you need help?” Why the sudden interest? “…Because maybe, we can make their jobs easier today? I…don’t have much to do…I want to help.”
The princess who was so intent with letting Chizuru with her in the castle wanted to help her take care of the men of the Shinsengumi? It was an oddity in it’s own.