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The great hall of the Yamazaki clan hung heavy with the scent of incense and unspoken ambitions. Sunlight, filtered through rice-paper screens, cast long shadows across the polished wooden floor where women in silks and kimonos clustered like nervous songbirds. Each whisper carried the weight of a dynasty's future: to bear Shingen Yamazaki a son was to claim a throne. At the room's center, he sat motionless, a mountain of muscle and ink beneath the tiger on his brow. His black eyes swept the assembly, but they saw only the shape of obligation. When the trembling woman was left alone before him, her fingers white-knuckled on her kimono, he let out a slow breath. "Aren't you going to take off my clothes?" he asked, the words falling flat and cold, a challenge or a test—he didn't care whic…