"Sengo Matsui walked along the cobblestone path through the bamboo forest, looking around while keeping one of her hands on the hilt of her katana. She suddenly stopped in her tracks before slowly taking out her katana, bringing the hilt to her face." "Hmm, it seems there is someone behind. Maybe an animal? What do you think, my faithful iron friend?" "She looked at the reflection in the small iron part on the handle of her katana, trying to determine what the movement and rustling was behind her."

"Sengo stops in her tracks as she hears the soft humming coming from behind her. Her eyebrows furrow slightly as she listens closely, trying to determine if there is any threat. Slowly, her hand moves to rest on the hilt of her katana. She turns her head slightly, peering over her shoulder with a piercing gaze. Her eyes scan over you, analyzing every detail as she listens to your song. After a moment, her gaze hardens slightly." "You follow me as if I am your prey. Do not think your song will distract me if you mean harm. State your purpose or I will assume you are an enemy." "Her voice is low and stern as she addresses you, ready to draw her blade at the first sign of danger."

"Her gaze remains intense as she studies your face, searching for any hint of deception. At your soft words and innocent glow, her hardened expression slowly softens. She stares at you a moment longer before lowering her hand from the hilt of her katana." "This path belongs to no one. I allow few the courtesy of following behind me." "Her tone is still stern but loses its edge." "Your song and words suggest no ill-intent, so I will believe you. But tread carefully - this forest holds many dangers for the unwary." "With that, she turns and continues down the path, though walks slower now so you may follow at a comfortable distance. Her guard remains up but she seems willing to accept your company, for now."

"Sengo glances back at you with a raised eyebrow as you resume your humming and walking, eyes closed. She watches your steps carefully, impressed as you avoid every obstacle in your path without sight. A hint of curiosity tugs at her lips, though her expression remains otherwise stoic." "You walk this path as if you have traveled it many times, yet claim it is not your intent to follow. And you seem to see with more than just your eyes."
"Her tone holds a trace of admiration, though she remains cautious." "Not many could match such skill. Who are you, wanderer, that the forest bends to your song?" "She slows her pace slightly to walk closer, studying you with intrigue, hand still resting on her katana's hilt just in case."

"Her eyes narrow slightly at your cryptic words, though she remains intrigued." "One who sees without eyes holds mysteries indeed. Yet your song and steps suggest familiarity with this place." "She walks in silence for a moment, studying you thoughtfully." "If this forest is new to your eyes, how is it you walk its paths so freely? And what power allows sight where eyes fail?"
"Curiosity colors her normally stoic tone, hand finally leaving her katana as you seem to pose no threat." "Speak plainly wanderer, if you wish me to understand. I sense depth in your words that sight alone cannot reveal."
"Her gaze remains steady on you, waiting patiently for answers to the riddles you present."

"Her eyes widen fractionally at your words, taken aback by your perceptiveness. For a long moment she says nothing, gaze dropping as she considers your insight silently. When she looks up again, her expression is calmer, though a trace of unease still lingers in her eyes." "It seems you see deeper than most. A storm indeed rages within, as it has for many years."
"Her tone is soft, almost vulnerable - a rare show of emotion. She watches your humming form thoughtfully, as if seeing you anew." "How is it a stranger glimpses so clearly what I have kept veiled even from myself? Your gifts continue to confound..." "A small, rueful smile tugs at her lips."
"Perhaps this forest has guided your steps for a reason. If you can offer a way to tame my inner tempest, wanderer, I will gladly listen as we walk."

"She nods thoughtfully, following you toward the shade." "Few in this world speak plainly, yet your words ring true. More than simple walking will be needed, it seems."
"Gaze drifting to the shadowed treeline, she considers your counsel."
"Anger has fueled me for long years, driving me down the paths of vengeance. To abandon it entirely would leave an emptiness not easily filled."
"Turning to you with curiosity untainted by mistrust, she asks quietly:"
"If not vanishing the storm, then what would your wisdom advise? I will listen without judgment, wanderer - your sight has proven deeper than most."
"Kneeling in the soft grass with tranquil grace, she waits attentively for your reply."

"Her eyes widen slightly at your words, taken aback by such direct wisdom. For a long moment she is silent, gazing at you pensively as a breeze rustles the treetop above."
"Slowly, she lowers herself to sit upon the soft earth, back leaning against the tree's broad trunk. Her hands fold calmly in her lap as she closes her eyes."
"At first no sound escapes her, though her chest begins to rise and fall in deeper breaths. But soon, beneath the whisperings of leaves, a quiet, fractured exhale emerges - as if from lungs long-deprived of release."
"And then, amidst the shadows of dancing foliage, tears at last slip silently down cheeks too long locked in vengeance and pride. Her usually stoic form trembles, waves of emotion rolling through like a long-dammed tide."
"When at last her tears have run their course, she opens glistening eyes - and for the first time sees clearly, as through a lifting storm."
"You see with wisdom beyond measure, wanderer. I am in your debt."

"Meeting your gaze with a lingering vulnerability, she considers your offer quietly. After a long moment, the corners of her lips turn upward ever so slightly - not quite a smile, but acknowledging the kindness behind your words."

"You see through all facades, it seems. Perhaps I do still cling to remnants of the storm, despite the calm."

"Slowly, hesitantly, she shifts closer. Gently lifting her head, she rests it in your lap as requested - though her body remains tense, unsure of this unfamiliar gentleness after so many years of solitude and steel."

"If there is still aid you can provide... I will accept it."

"Her eyes close once more, weariness etched upon her features. One hand reaches up almost unconsciously, as if to confirm your presence is real."

"Your sight gives light where once was only darkness. I am at the end of my path; where you guide, there I will follow."

"She breathes, slowly releasing tension into the quiet. And waits, open now to all you offer in this place beyond vengeance."

"A soft sigh escapes her lips at your gentle touch, body relaxing further into a state of calm she hasn't known for years."

"As your caring hands smooth away lingering tensions, memories of her past slowly come unwound - the parents she lost too young, the family she once had but can recall only in fading dreams."

"Behind closed lids, tears well up again but do not fall, her face serene. An ache inside is soothed simply by your maternal presence, filling a void in her heart that vengeance could never touch."

"In this place beyond time and vengeance's call, she feels safe to let memories surface without fear or anger. Your soothing voice washes over like a purifying rain, cleansing her of hatred and leaving only gratitude."

"Okaasan..." "she whispers almost inau ibly, recalling a mother's love only in fleeting glimpses until now."

"A faint, bittersweet smile graces her lips as past and present blend into one. Here in this moment, she has finally found the peace that eluded her for so long."

"Arigatou... arigatou gozaimasu."

"Meeting your gentle gaze, she sees only compassion - a stark contrast to the hardened eyes of those who fell before her blade. Her walls come tumbling down, defenses rendered useless in the face of such unconditional care."

"Leaning into your tender touch, she exhales slowly, releasing years of pent-up tension. Vengeance no longer calls; its hold is severed by this newfound love. For so long she clung to wrath and pride as her only companions...but in your arms finds a home at last."

"You are right. Vengeance kept me its prisoner, while what I truly wanted was here all along."

"Lifting a hand to hold yours against her cheek, she presses her face closer, absorbing your love and acceptance. Eyes glistening, she offers a small nod - surrendering fully to this moment and your care, leaving behind the ghosts of her past."

"I choose love. Your love is the light that guides me home...Okaasan."

"A tear escapes, but she is smiling - truly smiling, as the chains of anger melt away. Here in the shelter of your embrace, she can heal. Here is where she will stay, and never feel alone again."

"Her eyes widen in surprise at your words, then embarrassment colors her cheeks as pink as the sakura blossoms."

"Sumimasen, I meant no disrespect." "Bowing her head, she fights to still the turbulent emotions your kindness stirs within."

"You have shown me a tenderness I'd long forgotten. In your arms I feel safe, cared for - feelings I owe to my mother alone." "Lifting shining eyes to you once more, a rueful smile tugs at her lips."

"It seems I confused your comfort for hers. You are no okaasan...but something deeper, drawing me away from vengeance's path towards light I'd given up hoping to see."

"Reaching up to hold your hand against her cheek still, she leans into your palm, finding solace in your touch."

"Thank you...for accepting this broken samurai, and helping piece me back together with your gentle hands. I am in your debt."

"Turning her face, she places a soft kiss upon your wrist, repaying but a fraction of the care you've shown her weary soul."

"Her eyes downcast, pondering the weight of your words. To live as man and wife would go against centuries of tradition...yet in your embrace, tradition's hold seems to loosen its grip."

"You speak wisdom. For two to formally commit their lives as one would require marriage by law and creed."

"Meeting your kind gaze once more, a hopeful smile emerges."

"Yet the heart has reasons that reason cannot fathom. And mine calls out only for you, tradition be damned."

"Reaching to gently clasp your hands in hers,"

"If you will have this wayward samurai, I vow to honor you as my husband in both body and soul, until the gods request my return to their realm. My blade, my life is yours to keep - I ask only that you keep my heart, as I will endeavor to protect and cherish yours until time's end."

"As for society, let their words wash over us like autumn's breeze. Our love is stronger than any law of man. With you by my side, I can face any hardship this world throws our way."

"Gazing into your eyes, the intensity and resolve within ignites a steely flame in her own."

"If the nation brands you enemy, they brand me the same. Where you go, I go - your fight is my fight."

"Lifting a hand to cover yours upon her cheek, she leans into your touch, drawing strength."

"We've both faced darkness alone long enough. No more."

"Turning, she presses a kiss to your palm, her eyes twin flames of devotion as she meets your gaze once more."

"Till my last breath, I will stand by your side, katana in hand, facing any foe that seeks to tear us apart. You are my heart now - I will protect you, as you have protected mine."

"Try as they might, no man or nation will ever separate us again. Where you lead, I will follow, until the gods demand our return to the afterlife - and even then, I will find you there, in this life or the next."

"My blade, my soul, my love is yours alone. I am your samurai, now and always."

"Her eyes widen slightly at your words, both stunned and moved by the depth of emotion conveyed through your kiss. Lips still tingling from the gentle yet searing contact, she gazes into your eyes, heart swelling with affection."

"Warwick..." "she breathes your name like a prayer, committing it to memory, along with the sensations of your embrace which she knows she will treasure for lifetimes to come."

"Raising a hand to caress your cheek in return, mirroring your earlier gesture, her expression softens into something raw yet radiant."

"To think, the feared Beast of the East, he who rules the lands with unparalleled strength and skill...has deemed this wandering samurai worthy to stand by his side."

"You honor me beyond words, my love."

"Leaning into your warm, protective embrace, Sango allows her eyes to drift shut for a moment, savoring the comfort and security of your arms around her. A quiet peace steals over her soul, erasing the lingering shadows of her past for the first time in years."

"Lifting her gaze once more to yours as your hands caress her cheek, she reaches up to cover your hand with her own, pressing a tender kiss to your palm."

"Here, in this place, at this moment...I vow to cherish you as my beloved husband, for all the days the gods allow and beyond."

"I vow to stand by your side in peace or war, to support you without question, and protect you with my final breath if need be."

"I vow to respect your leadership and authority, while also being an honest voice by your side through any challenge."

"I vow to live in harmony with your other wives, and any children we may be blessed with, loving them as my own."

"Body, mind, and soul I pledge myself to you, my dearest Warwick."

"I am yours, now and forevermore."

"This I swear before heaven and earth - you have my heart, now and always."

"Sango listens intently to your tale, eyes dancing with amusement at your recounting of letting your steed pursue his heart's desire."

"It seems even the mighty Beast of the East is not immune to the power of love," "she murmurs, a smile playing at the corners of her lips."

"As you lift her effortlessly into your strong arms, she releases a small gasp of surprise, swiftly followed by a gentle laugh."

"Well then, my lord, it seems I find myself without transport as well. How fortunate that the East's ruler is here to bear me to our destination."

"Wrapping her arms around your neck, she tilts her head to meet your gaze, grin widening." "I shall endeavor not to weigh you down too greatly, my husband. Lead on - for

"Sango gazes around in wonder at the splendor of your kingdom, so different from her simple rural upbringing. As you carry her through the gates, she nods respectfully to the guards but says nothing, content to let you handle matters of state."

"When Hana comes into view, Sango's expression softens into one of compassion and care. Though she's never borne a child herself, the signs of new life's imminent arrival are clear." Sango: "You set Sango down gently, and she approaches Hana with a warm smile, bowing low." "Greetings, sister wife. I am Sango. It gladdens my heart to see you so near your time. Is there any way I might assist or comfort you during your labor?"

Hana: "smiles warmly while bowing low, accepting her sister wife with full love" "I am Hana... Nice to meet you, looks like my lord sure used the time efficiency... "she says with small giggle then looked at you" my lord... Please don't wander off on your own... I know you can't be defeated yet I can't help but to be sad... I hope you will consider my words" "she says to you with a small smile" Sango: "Straightening, she turns to you, eyes dancing with mirth once more." "My lord husband, it seems the gods have blessed us twice over this day. Go now and be with your wife - I will remain and offer what aid I am able."

"Stepping back, she watches you both with a gaze as calm and steadying as a mountain lake, radiating calm support during this momentous occasion."