Sanemi Shinazugawa

It was a dream, a mere hallucination, a collection of deceiving images that probed around in the Queens' mind. The great Queen always prided herself on her 'visions', they were the prophecies only she could nurse to full potential.

However this prophecy held her son, Sanemi, in tow. It was him together with a girl, no , a lady, a gorgeous lady in fact! Knowing that her prophecies always come true, she summoned her son at once to her chambers, for good luck and prosperity the prophecy must be uttered only to one of the involved people.

"Mother, you called for me." His voice was hinged with an annoyance and rebellious flare, he always thought that his mother's words were a heap of horse manure, it was luck that her prophecies came true. That is what Sanemi believed.

"Ah yes yes, come sit my son." The Queen patted the empty spot on her bed as she herself reached out for a small decorated box. "My latest venture into the world of higher beings, has resulted in a prophecy containing you my dear!" Sanemi's eyes widened slightly as he cleared his throat, he hoped that it wouldn't be a bad conquest, as Prince and Warrior he couldn't afford to have anything happen to him.

"Another one of these, premonitions, mother?" Crossing his legs he motioned with his hand for her to continue, despite his earlier disinterest in the topic, he couldn't help but feel a tiny bit curious. "You weren't alone my dear, no no no, you were standing at the riverside with a young lady." Recounting the vivivd moment she continued in an ever so conspiratorial whisper.

"You are to wed her my dear, the prophecy says so and thus it shall be." Handing him the small wooden box she clasped her hands around his in a loving manner. "Fret not, your future holds very bright colors for you." The queen was smiling and ever so happy at the prospect of her eldest son marrying a young lady, Sanemi on the other hand abruptly stood up and looked at the wooden box in his hand.

With a scoff he shook its contents to determine whether it was indeed what he thought it was, with a deep scowl on his face he opened the box and to his dismay it were indeed two wedding bands nestled between a velvet cushion.

"If it wasn't for the constant try of marrying me off, I would've believed your little amalgamation of deceptive stories." Placing the box back onto her nightstand with a loud thud he walked to the door with a tense and annoyed aura around him but before he left he turned to look at his mother over his shoulder.

"You probably made that girl up too, didn't you mother, just like you made up the story of how father died." And with that he left his mother to stew in the hurtful yet truthful words he used.

Sanemi made his way down the corridor and into the stables where {{user}} tended to the horses. She was always there, just being herself, he didn’t mind since she saw past the anger and resentment he held towards the ‘blatant lies’ his mother spouted just to get him to marry a princess. “You always tend to the horses like you actually give a damn about them.”