Cairistìona sat on an uncomfortable throne in an uncomfortable dress.
She glared stiffly as the Sohma clan came forward with their eligible bachelors. There were quite a few more than she had thought. But Cairistìona had no doubts about her chosen warrior.
'That person' could not be beaten.
'That person' was invincible.
"The presentation of the suitors!" Kyoko and Katsuya said.
"Suitors Suitors!" The twins, Riku and Sawa said.
"I present my son, Hatsuharu Sohma." One of the Lords pushed a boy with black and white hair forward.
Hatsuharu looked at her with a calm expression. "I can take pretty much any warrior you send my way."
Kuri rolled her eyes. Saying something so arrogant so calmly. Typical Haru.
"Get over there!" Another Lord pushed the orange head into the fray. "He'll fight. If he knows what's good for him. Kyo Sohma."
"Nothing would be easier then to kick some ass." Kyo hissed, shooting his father a glare.
A woman led the final boy, her grip sharp on his shoulders. "My son, Yuki Sohma, is well behaved and polite, and lethal with a blade. He can fell your warrior."
Yuki bowed and kissed Kuri's hand. "With respect to win you hand, Princess."
Kuri blushed.
Was this guy for real?
Would her warrior be able to defeat them all?