((ivy))She was small and delicate. Her speaking was formal, but she definitely held opinions of her own. If Ishimaru were to choose the type of woman he would of wanted for his wife, she probably would of been spot on. Chihiro was the type that would listen to his words carefully and try to understand what he was communicating. He may of even asked her hand early on.
But she held a big secret. One that would change the course of his thoughts entirely.
"She" was no wife and “she" was no delicate lady. He was a boy who so desperately longed for strength. It was admirable, really. But was that what Ishimaru wanted to spend his life with?
Friends.. They could be just friends.
Now he was unsure. As much as he loved him beforehand, this changed the situation entirely. Politically speaking, they were going to be unable to marry. Not only that, but there would be rumors about them. The only way they could be together is if Chihiro acted as mistress to his marriage.
That was something that was unfathomable to him.
No matter how much he loved her him.