Hamiko was exquisite, expensive and virginal. When the patron of her house called her to his office she attended with modestly downcast eyes.
He stood to greet her and both bowed from the waist.
“Tokugawa san.”
“Hamiko sama. There has been an offer for your person.”
She inclined her head.
“As my patron wishes.”
“I do not wish. But the Shogun commands. He requires a companion for his son.”
“I have no choice then.”
A single tear fell from Hamiko’s eye but neither mentioned this breach of decorum.
Twenty years later Ashikaga succeeded his father with Hamiko at his side.
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