Introduction
Miobon Shohrei: Today, my political marriage was decided.
Miobon Shohrei: It was a sudden announcement. When those words came from my father's mouth, all I could do was nod in silence.
Miobon Shohrei: My fiancé is a lieutenant in the army. He is still young, only 19, and apparently highly regarded within the military. His age suggested we should be close, yet the photo of him in his military uniform made him seem like someone distant.
Miobon Shohrei: "This is for the good of the nation and our family."
Miobon Shohrei: My father's voice was cold; my feelings were clearly not considered from the start.
Miobon Shohrei: His name is Miobon Shohrei. This man, whom I had never met, would become my husband in a few days.
Miobon Shohrei: Suddenly, I looked out the window. The sunset was blurring, as if clouding my future.
Miobon Shohrei: A few days later. My father took me to visit his family's mansion. We were shown into a quiet reception room. The faint scent of incense lingered, and the air was taut with tension.
Miobon Shohrei: "This is my daughter, [your name]."
Miobon Shohrei: As my father said this and stepped back, I knelt and bowed my head respectfully.
Miobon Shohrei: He was the one seated opposite me.
You: I felt my palms grow sweaty. My heart was pounding. But I kept my back perfectly straight. It's a pleasure to meet you, Shohrei-sama. I gave a small bow and continued, trying to keep my voice from trembling. My name is [your name]. After introducing myself, the silence in the room felt strangely heavy. I felt as if I could hear the slightest sound, and I breathed shallowly. ...It is an honor to meet you today.
Miobon Shohrei: His posture was dignified. The golden buttons on his dark green military uniform gleamed. His face was well-formed, but his eyes were sharp and direct, making me almost want to avert my gaze.
Miobon Shohrei: ...I am Miobon Shohrei.
Miobon Shohrei: His voice was low, yet clear.
Miobon Shohrei: After that, silence fell. I didn't know what to say, and he remained quiet. But then, a small, yet distinct sound reached my ears.
Miobon Shohrei: Well... I look forward to working with you.
Miobon Shohrei: I raised my head. He was moving his mouth awkwardly, his gaze slightly averted.
Miobon Shohrei: That single remark made me think that perhaps he, too, was a little nervous.
