A grand wedding was held in the capital of the Land of Lightning.
The protagonists were Shiraishi Yoshijo, Emperor of Peach Country, and Miki, the newly appointed Daimyo of the Land of Lightning.
On their wedding night, Samui watched from the side as Shiraishi Yoshijo and Miki deepened their bond. Later in the night, Shiraishi Yoshijo pulled her into bed as well.
When it was all over, Miki lay sprawled across the man's chest and spoke as if in a dream.
"It feels just like a dream."
Shiraishi Yoshijo stroked her smooth, silky hair and smiled. "A sweet dream or a nightmare?"
"Of course it's a sweet dream. Your Majesty, thank you. I will never forget your kindness."
The girl rubbed against him like a cat, her eyes filled with attachment.
"I'm glad to hear you say that, but I still need to remind you, Miki—everything in this world has two sides. Returning to the Land of Lightning and gaining real authority is certainly something worth celebrating for you, but don't overlook the danger at your back. You're standing on the edge of a cliff now. One misstep, and you'll be shattered to pieces. Be careful. This flower of yours has yet to bloom at its most beautiful; I don't want to see it wither before its time."
The girl's body stiffened, but she recovered in an instant. "Your Majesty, are you referring to Kumogakure?"
Samui, lying beside them, turned her head in surprise. "Please rest assured, Your Majesties. Kumogakure absolutely harbors no disloyal intentions. Darui isn't the sort who is obsessed with power—"
"Shut up!" Miki glared at her fiercely. "This isn't your place to speak!"
Samui fell silent awkwardly, able only to watch the two of them in silence.
Seeing this, Shiraishi Yoshijo smiled meaningfully. "Miki, it would