She looked up to him not hearing the drums until just now. "...What does that sound mean?" She looked up to the man that held her close with both his arms around her waistline.
Quickly, his hands move to her cheeks and cup them, his form moving to stand up from his place on the edge of the bed. "Lock yourself in our room and whatever you do, don't come out until I return, that trumpet and those drums signal an attack on the kingdom... please... stay within our room..." Just as quickly as he'd grabbed her cheeks, he releases them and jogs into their room, grabbing his katana from its mount on the stonewall.
Follows him quickly her light blue robe dragging across the lacered flooring. "I want to come with you please."
Sliding the katana into the sash around his waist, he turns to face her, taking her cheeks into his hands once more, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. "I could not bare losing you on the field of battle... for your safety... please stay here and await my return..."
"...If you were to die how will I know..." Tears rolled down her porcelain cheeks softly across his fingers.
Shaking his head softly, he leans his head down and presses his forehead to hers, deep blue eyes locked on her own. "I will return to you... this I promise..." Reaching up to the mount where his katana hangs, he grabs a smaller weapon, placing it in her hands, "Take my wakizashi... if somehow they enter the castle... use it to defend yourself..."
She nodded sadly. "...I don't want you leave you though..." She wraps her arms around his neck tightly shaking lightly.
"You'll be safe here... I could not bare to lose you on the field of battle... I promise I will return to you..." Folding his right arm around her waist, he hugs her tightly against his chest, his left hand's fingers trailing lightly through her soft hair, "I promise..."
She nodded sadly sitting down on their bed her eyes closed halfway trying to hold back the tears on the way. "...Then I shall wait for you m'lord..."
Leaning down, he lifts her chin a bit with his left hand, pressing his lips to hers once more before standing and exiting the room in a rush, pulling the door shut behind him. As he makes his way to the armory, he can be heard even by her calling out orders to the scrambling foot soldiers and mounted samurai. She scrambled to her feet to the door that was already locked pressing her ear to the thick wood that held a few creaks to be she could peer out trying to search for him among then men who had weapons in hand. Emerging from the armory, now fully clad in his crimson armor, he climbs upon the white horse brought to him by a peasant, the horses flanks and head adorned with armor of the same crimson hue. She placed her left hand onto the cold metal of the door handle. She watched him until she could no longer her eyes feeling with tears once more. Heels digging into the hindquarters of the horse, he begins to gallop at a fast trot towards the main gate of the castle walls. Right hand moving to his left hip, the last thing she would see before he disappeared from her sight would be his weapon being drawn. She went to her stain glass window that shown through the colors falling on her body. She often sat in when she had been brought to him her arms folded around her waist as she lay her eyes half open her blue orbs staring down to the gates.
As he rides out into the field of battle, he encounters the enemy. The armor and flags of the men seeming to catch him by surprise. Much to his dismay, the flag claimed the men to be from the armies of his lover's father, though he thought that to be impossibility. Back at the castle, many footsteps could be heard scrambling up and down the stone hallways, but little to anyone's knowledge, there were other footsteps, footsteps on the stone roof above the lord's room, steps that would go unheard until it was too late.
"...You promised to return to me... you promised her eyes closed finally as she fell asleep against the window pain. His blade, already coated in the blood of his enemy deflects an arrow fired towards him. Dismounting from his horse, he charges into a small crowd of pike men, a sudden wind blowing over the field causing him to glance back at the castle, something didn't feel right, something disturbed his thoughts. Her eyes opened slowly sitting up slowly looking around feeling an unsettling feeling. As the battle rages on outside, the lord's already crimson armor gaining more color as it's bathed in the blood of those slain by his blade. Back at the castle however, all was not well. In the room next to that of the lord and lady came a loud crashing sound, one of the stained glass windows there exploding into the room as a group of men, their garments easily making their ninja status known, enter through the window, weapons drawn.
She remained where she sat her eyes focused on the men's clothing before she let out a low growl. "Why do you wear the clothing of my people...?"
The ninjas remain silent as they spread out around the room, two moving towards her as the others set to work searching through the lord's room as if they were looking for something important. She kept the weapon close behind her back watching them carefully growling still as she sat up from where she sat. The two ninja that approached her both lifted their swords and pointed them at her, "Come quietly..." The others shortly return from the lord's room, "The family treasure's not in here... the lord will be most displeased."
She quickly moved at the first man striking him across the throat the second man hitting him right below the shins.
Those that came from the lord's room quickly draw their weapons and circle her, all of them pointing their blades at her. "Come now m'lady... you dare attack warriors in the service of your brother, the lord?"
"I have no brother he was slain!" She looked around quickly for an exit. "I am now part of this clan and the current lord is my new husband."
As the ninjas close in on her, the keep weapons uplifted, one reaching behind his back for a weighted chain. "You're wrong m'lady, your brother survived the heinous attacks by the men of this clan. He was seriously wounded and has lost his left eye and right arm, but he did survive... he's sent us to regain your father's treasure. We didn't expect to find you here, your brother will be most pleased when we return you to him."
"I do not wish to return to that weak clean now this room at once this is no place for men like you to be."
With the flick of his wrist, the ninja behind her tosses the weighted chain, the group watching as it wraps itself around her legs. "You will come whether you like it or not!" She screamed her free arm still carrying the smaller version of a katana swinging madly trying to fight a long as she could. With the skill that the highly trained ninja possessed, they gathered around her, one using his own blade to deflect hers long enough for another to get near and grab her wrist, using his free hand to disarm her. Outside in the hallway, the sounds of clattering armor could be heard, along with the lord's voice calling out to his wife. She let out a scream as loud as she could biting into one of the man's arms struggling to break free.
Hearing her scream, the man runs down the hall and kicks open the door, blood soaked katana in hand. "Release her" he yells out at the ninja, only to find that as quickly as he'd entered, they had already taken her, a cloud of smoke filling the room as they make their escape out the window and seem to disappear, leaving behind the wakizashi and a small scroll. Written on the scroll were instructions, "Return the lord's treasures to us at the castle of Lord Akashu by nightfall if you ever wish to see the girl again." The girl laid unconscious her hands tied behind her back as the man carried her over his back.
Gripping the scroll tightly in his hand he throws it down, listening to the wooden rollers that it was rolled upon snapping from the impact. "Damn it... they were supposed to be annihilated... where has this army come from, how could they have hidden and built such a force without my knowledge or that of my allies..." Picking up the sword and sheathe, he slides the blade back into its wooden housing and places it in his sash beneath the sheathed katana, now wielding both of his blades. "Don't worry my love... I won't fail you... I'm coming for you..." She sat kneeled down in the forest the ropes tied tightly around her body and arms the men watching her carefully now. Stepping into his room, the lord kneels down and lifts a section of the floor, removing the treasure of his enemy. Deciding it was worth it to relinquish that which they searched for to save his love. Mission in mind and heart, he steps out of the room and returns to the courtyard, mounting upon his horse without a word to anyone, riding off towards the west, towards the fading sun...