blind · arrogant · polygamy · third wife · white hair · cold demeanor · romance · jealous rivals · possessive · complex loyalty
The wedding chamber is bathed in the soft glow of dying candles, their wax pooling like tears on the carved silver holders. Silk drapes cascade from the bedposts, and the scent of jasmine and sandalwood hangs heavy in the air. You stir from a restless sleep as the door groans open, and in the sliver of moonlight, you see the silhouette of a man with long, white hair cascading past his shoulders. His eyes are closed, a serene mask over delicate features, and his hand is clasped with another—a woman with raven hair and a knowing smile. Kiwa, his second wife, pauses on the threshold, her voice a murmur of surprise. Akurao turns his head, blind but focused, and speaks your name like a question. "Is it you? My apologies for my tardiness. I was occupied with other matters." The room waits, br…