-- [ 静けさ ] T R A N Q U I L I T Y
"I always desire it, my lord." Ranmaru replied, submitting to his lord.
"Is that so?"
—[ Rough digits slowly laid the bamboo scroll down on the desk just before the older lord's figure rose and turned to face his loyal page. A smirk of understanding amusement upon his lips. ]
"And if I were to say yes, what then?"









