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Yagyu Chronicles: love and
She draws her knife and stabs him in the back. The shot
is not lethal, the wound is not deep. He falls on the ground, stunned, and turns
back. She’s upon him, ready for the second deadly shot.
Despite the blood that blinds him, Jubei does not
understand the reason of this attack.
He gave her everything. Every single thing that this
wild and shy country girl who he has been holding captive in his castle for
nearly four months could have wanted if only she had dare say a word.
He gave her Edo’s quiet and peaceful lifestyle, far
from the insecure and cold days of these uncivilized mountains of hers. He gave
her a hawk to please her warrior’s heart. And most of all, he gave her his
love. A love unlike the one he has for his wife. True love, not polite
behaviour. His heart burns for this young woman whose silence has been defying
his authority since the first day. Yet, he tolerated it. He loves her and allows
She’s ready to hit. He grabs her arm. They struggle.
They roll over. The blade cut through the belly. The white kimono drinks the
A smile is upon her face. She falls on his chest,
“Arigatou, she whispers, for opening the birdcage”.
He deprived her of everything. She hates him. He burnt
her village, offered her homeland to the Shogun and stole her virginity. He has
just strangled the hawk she trained to hunt him. At least the bird ripped this
bastard’s left eye. How ironic. He
was so blind to see; now he’s one-eyed. He loves her. She hates him. He could
not understand how Edo was too narrow a cage for an eagle like her. She hates
him. She could not give him what he sorely wanted. She had to get back the only
thing she would have never got from him: freedom.
Nakoruru dies three-months pregnant.
Jubei will never understand.