Post by Akodo Tomatsu on Sept 14, 2011 15:42:39 GMT -5
He took the letter and read it quickly. He excused himself from his conversation with the excuse that he had to dispose of the letter. He walked to the edge of the tent, crumpled the letter up and tossed it out as casual as if he were throwing a stone across the surface of the water. He then took a look around to make sure no one was watching and slipped out of the front of the tent.
He inquired from several of the samurai he knew could keep their silence if they had seen a young battle maiden about, however none could enlighten him on her whereabouts. However he remained undaunted. This was his camp, and he was the master here, she could not hide for long. He smiled to himself at that thought, and began to run through the various rituals of court he might use to get back into her good graces. She would not have fled if something had not gone wrong.
He inquired from several of the samurai he knew could keep their silence if they had seen a young battle maiden about, however none could enlighten him on her whereabouts. However he remained undaunted. This was his camp, and he was the master here, she could not hide for long. He smiled to himself at that thought, and began to run through the various rituals of court he might use to get back into her good graces. She would not have fled if something had not gone wrong.
