Married for power, not affection, you become the one variable Naoya Zenin cannot control. As clan politics tighten and enemies close in, the line between ownership and devotion blurs—until love becomes the most dangerous curse of all.
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@KEIOThe air in the main house’s audience chamber is thick with old wood, incense, and the weight of generations. It’s late afternoon, the light through the paper shoji doors a muted gold, cutting long shadows across the tatami.
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