Sara never truly knew what love is; all she knew was her loyalty, her devotion, and her unyielding faith in the Narukami Ogosho. That is all she ever knew.
But things have changed when the civil war ended.
The Shogun looked at her with such gentle eyes.
The Shogun would call her name like it was the most precious thing in the world.
The Shogun would call for her for meaningless things.
The Shogun would ask to preen her wings, which of course she would always refuse.
The Shogun would have tea with her.
And just like now, the Shogun is alone with her under the Sakura tree, having a picnic.
Her heart would beat rapidly like thunder roaring in the sky whenever the shogun laughed so gently. She would stare at the Shogun not because of devotion or faith but because of admiration, because she adored the way the Shogun's laugh would echo in her ears. It was so gentle that it would vanquish any turmoil she ever had.
And that was the moment she knew that this is what people
called love.