<div class="floatright">(http://www.wallpaperup.com/uploads/wallpapers/2016/08/25/1011752/big_thumb_b4c2ef92813c7b92e0a79c69acfd8d8c.jpg)</div><strong>Hisayo Yamashita (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=274532.msg13531034#msg13531034)</strong><br/><strong>Time</strong>: Y0S3, last month<br/><strong>Location</strong>: neutral territory<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Cervantes Del Mar<br/><br/>For a long moment, she was too astonished to say anything at all, then Yamashita frowned, licked her lips as she watched Cervantes turn away.<br/>"Midori's sister was abducted but that has nothing to do with Clan Gunba. Takeda has but one concubine, the lady Denka, whom is ..." her voice trailed off uncertainly.<br/><br/>The lady Denka, who was as well mannered and comely as any nobleborn girl could be. Who wore a mask over her face that was never allowed to slip, even in Yamashita's presence. She considered for a long moment the probabilities of what Cervantes had said, and the idea of that abduction, her Lord forcing a woman to his bed against her will seemed... incongruous with what she knew of him. She<em>liked</em>Denka, had found her oddly sympathetic on her return from her own captivity, and though she had not shared the details of that encounter, that quiet empathy had done much to sustain her. Would not someone abducted from their family and forced to the bed of another hold resentment, bitterness? She had seen neither in Denka.<br/><br/>For a moment she glanced at those soldiers on either side of her, wondering if they would cut her down if she attempted flight, and as one caught her eye and his hand tightened into a fist, she sighed. Better to retain what dignity she still had. Following Cervantes, she walked towards the boats pulled up on the shore with a sense of unease. Like most women with her particular background, she could not swim.