The Demon King's Little Beauty

On the day they finally reached their destination, Masamune gave instructions to the driver, telling his wife he would meet her back at the Inn when he was done and jumped out of the carriage leaving in a flurry.

Prior to their arrival he had one of his men book a room at a five star inn with lovely scenery, the place was constantly visited by high ranking nobles and royalty alike.

The room was filled with refined antiques from top to bottom, the entire set up was elegant and the air in the room smelled refreshing.

She wasn't sure if the smell was like so due to the aroma of the rose incense in the room or because the garden was situated right outside their room window.

Nevertheless it was pleasant, she did not know how long Masamune would be before he returned and decided to take a look outside.

*Dásos capital is a city well known for it's beautiful greenery, the citizens enjoy botanic gardens and the like, the majority of the capital's accommodation all have scenic gardens

He left his guards to watch over her from the shadows. The guards were very clear on their Master's attitude towards their Madame, she was the pearl of his palm.

They did not dare neglect their duties, if even a single strand of their Madames hair was missing they would pay with their lives. Master had gone to seek the immortal doctor, meanwhile, Madame whom was fond of gardens waited for Master in the Inns plum blossom garden.

As expected of a quality Inn, even the gardens are beautiful. The sight of plum blossom trees in winter is simply spectacular.

She wore a simple blue dress with a white outer coat admiring the scenery before her, forgetting her cloak inside the room.

Kagura didn't mind the cold, having suffered from a much cooler temperature it didn't affect her. She knelt in the snow and picked up a fallen plum blossom.

*This time of the year in Dásos is winter, snow cover the plaines and plum blossoms bloom

The vibrant red contrasted strikingly against her almost transparent complexion.

To the side of her, a young noble had their breath taken away literally. For a second he forgot to breathe.

The picture before him was captivating, the ice like woman was so beautiful it was almost surreal. She was dressed lightly, did she not fear the cold? The young man was tempted to hand his cloak to the woman however he could clearly feel the presence of hidden experts at each point.

There was no hostility which could only mean they were guarding her. Whilst thinking so, the young girl, no, young lady glanced at him with emotionless eyes from the side of her picturesque features.

One look was enough to shake his core. She did not spare him another glance only a simple nod before retracting her gaze to the flower in her jade like hands.