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328 pages, Kindle Edition
Published December 13, 2024
Reiko was a storm spirit, and perhaps in the olden days, people used to pray to her much, but the weather hadn’t been a concern for hundreds of years. It had taken her nearly an eternity to save the five thousand ryo.
Humans with mystical powers, diviners, were incredibly rare, but they weren’t unheard of. In the mythology of the empire, the first emperor of Nara had been half divine and half mortal, the son of the Sun Goddess herself. His blood still flowed through his descendants, which was the entirety of Nara, and sometimes mortals exhibited the remnant of the power the emperor once held. They were called diviners, but Ayame had thought them extinct. More common was someone with truesight, a mortal who could see and hear spirits, but they didn’t possess the power to harm them.
Dressed in only a cotton bathrobe, she froze. Her mind was taking its time gathering itself. Long black hair—only bujin kept their hair long—and brown eyes that reflected the flicker of the candlelight like flakes of gold, he had a sharp nose that had been broken long ago and set a little crooked. He arched an eyebrow at her. His attire wasn’t fancy, only a cotton robe, but this wasn’t a public bathhouse—it was only for the Ishii lords and ladies.
They were coming up on a torii on the road. In the mortal world, the red wooden gates marked an entry to a sacred space such as a land belonging to a temple, and Ayame thought there was probably an old, abandoned shrine nearby. The spiritual gate, also called torii, was invisible to mortal eyes and marked the entryway between realms.
She wanted to go home alive was all, and in the meantime, make memories worth keeping.
Neither Lord Kyuzo nor Misaki was addressing it, so Ayame didn’t bring it up. Rumors were just that, rumors.
They swallowed souls, was what it was.
“Just try not to visit too much trouble on Lord Kyuzo.”
The prince contends with powers beyond our understanding, but a funny thing, he actually lost to Kyuzo. It was a great humiliation for the prince. I think he would have killed Kyuzo had the emperor not been there.
She was bleeding on him and would have gotten up to clean it, but he was in the middle of his pleasure and didn’t seem to notice it.
He had returned with a mortal body despite being cremated, and his memory of the in-between was missing. Ayame didn’t pretend to understand the black gate, magic remnant of the greater gods.