brought her bleeding and sobbing, ankles and wrists chained, dress
dirtied and ragged, eyes as wild as those of a starving lioness.
found her,” the King, Uchiha Fugaku, grumbled as he rose from his
throne. His hard, dark yes were fixed on her as she lay before him,
her blood seeping into the red carpet of the corridor.
my Lord,” one of the guards answered flatly, he and the others
inhuman behind their masks.
a nearby village, my Lord,” another guard said. “We heard from
the villagers that she did not live there. Apparently, she was a
nomad. She never stayed more than two days in a single place.”
course.” Fugaku walked down the steps and approached the girl
bleeding on his floor. He watched her gasp and claw at her chains,
weak, barely conscious. “She knew we were looking for her. She knew
she had to hide. I suppose she was not clever enough.”
is she so hurt?” the Queen, Uchiha Mikoto, questioned from her
smaller throne besides her husband’s. She seemed more bewildered than
fought back,” a third guard replied. “She is strong, even if she
does not look like she is. We had to tame her somehow.”
is fine.” Unceremoniously, Fugaku turned away and headed out of the
grand room. “Take her with someone who can heal, wash, and redress
her,” he ordered as he went. “Make her look presentable. She is,
after all, my soon-to-be daughter-in-law.”