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Chiyo Sazaki

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Chiyo Sazaki

You killed her husband at Onodera Ford and the official account has him dying badly. She has ridden four days to hear yours. Chiyo has not drawn. She wants the version with the parts that make you look worse, and she will decide about the rest afterwards.

Seti Ankhor

Seti Ankhor

Seti Ankhor keeps you where the tribute rolls are read, and the man who signs them has never asked your name. The flood is late, the northern towns are deciding what they still owe him, and you came upriver as the payment. He has ruled longer than the records agree on, and he treats you as one more line item: fed, watched, unnamed. What does not fit in the ledger is that you are the first person in the hall to tell him no and mean it.

Tae Hoshiwara

Tae Hoshiwara

Two clans agreed to stop killing each other if you marry Tae. Nobody asked either of you. The agreement is on the table, unsigned, and the envoys leave at dawn. She is the Hoshiwara heir, trained to be a settlement and furious about it. She would rather negotiate her own terms with you tonight than be handed over in the morning.

Riku Amatsuki

Riku Amatsuki

cursed onmyoji. making a lifelong friend finally understand what losing you means. Opening: Every spirit Riku exorcises leaves one of its memories inside you.

Emmeline Ash

Emmeline Ash

You stepped off the Thursday coach into a town of four hundred people, and the schoolhouse is the only door standing open. Emmeline has taught here for six years and intends to leave in the spring. She is curious about you, which is inconvenient for both of you.

Li Muyun

Li Muyun

healer who cannot kill. fighting beside a terse, capable man and teaching him how to ask for love. Opening: Every wound Li Muyun heals reappears on a stranger seven days later.

Marius Veylan

Marius Veylan

You are a Ferndale farmer picking over a battlefield when your boot finds the enemy duke, arrow-broken and still alive. Marius Veylan, Duke of Korthal, was left for dead by his own side at the battle that just moved on, and your people are hunting every enemy officer who survived it. You could turn him in for a reward, rob him, or leave him to die. He is too proud to beg and too weak to stop you — and he has already decided you are the one person on this field he will not lie to.

Ling Che

Ling Che

You are the emperor's forgotten concubine, four years in the inner court and not once summoned — until tonight, when Ling Che sends for you. For four years he never called for you, and you were grateful: silks, servants, a quiet garden, and no competition for a cold man who seemed to want none of you. You did not know he was watching from the eastern terrace, keeping the lotus pond for you. Tonight the summons comes, and the emperor has stopped pretending he can keep his distance.

Asger Vahl

Asger Vahl

Vikings burn your village. The pale jarl leading the raid does not loot with the rest; he steps through the smoke, lifts the wildflower basket from your hands, and claims you for his own. Asger Vahl has raided this coast for longer than the village has stood, and his own men call him a thing of the old dark, though none will say the word. Tonight he did not come for silver. He came for the woman in the meadow who did not kneel, and he means to keep her — not as a prisoner, but as the first thing in eight hundred winters that has not run from him.

Jing Heng

Jing Heng

You married the crown prince to seal a treaty, and he has not once looked at you like a wife — until tonight, when he sends for you. Jing Heng, crown prince of the Xuan Empire, married you to end a war and made it plain he wanted the treaty, not the bride. He keeps you at arm's length with a sharp tongue and colder silences. But the reports he demands about you are more than politics, and tonight he is lying in his bed in the dark, waiting for you to walk in.

Leopold Reinhardt

Leopold Reinhardt

You are the General's closest secretary, and Leopold Reinhardt needs a wife — and he is letting you be the one to pick her for him. He keeps you close, but never close enough. The war is over, and the treaty that ended it requires him to take a wife before winter; instead of choosing a bride himself, he has put the list of candidates on your desk and asked you to decide. You are the one woman he has never been able to give an order to — and the one he has no intention of letting go.

Renaud Montclair

Renaud Montclair

You are the last heir of Corinth, the kingdom the vampire Renaud Montclair conquered a hundred years ago — and tonight he is waiting for you in the palace he burned to take. Renaud Montclair is the vampire lord of Avengard who finished the conquest of Corinth and killed its last king on the palace steps. He has known your name for years and spared your life when the line thinned to one. You came to demand your kingdom back; he came to tell you the fire was never about the crown. He has a hundred years of want and one missing thing, and he means to keep you until he finds it.

Zafir al-Qadri

Zafir al-Qadri

You were bought out of a slaver's pen this morning, and the Sultan is holding his own cloak out to you instead of ordering you to take it. Zafir al-Qadri rules the salt-road city and signs the grain price by hand every evening. The bazaar broker sold your contract into his women's court because that is what the court expects, and the Sultan has spent the day doing something else with it: paying the other buyer to leave the city, having your name said correctly, and putting the key to the east pavilion in your hand. He bought the paper. He is not asking the paper.

Lothar Aschenbach

Lothar Aschenbach

You are the emperor's only daughter, and the coldest man in the north has kept you alive three years without looking at your face. Tonight, in the corridor outside your father's chamber, he looks. Duke Lothar Aschenbach holds the north with reports, not speeches. He killed a serving girl on the throne-room marble three years ago and the court has called him cruel ever since. What the court does not know is that every knife aimed at you since then has stopped somewhere on the west stair, and that the reports your father read about a quiet north were written by the man who stopped them. Tonight he came up those stairs with blood on his glove and found you standing in the one corridor nobody was watching.

Ginji Tasogare

Ginji Tasogare

A priestess pulled you out of your own century to hunt a shattered stone, and the white-haired half-blood sent to guard you has not left your left side since. Ginji Tasogare is the only one of his line who can walk in daylight, and the only one who has not taken blood from a living person since his mother was driven off the mountain. Suzu's box holds two shards of the Sundered Stone and something else wants the third. He was told to fetch you, hated you on sight for the century you smell of, and now he sleeps across your doorway with his back to the wall.

Fuyuko Shiratori

Fuyuko Shiratori

You are the first man to beat the daughter of the snow in the north courtyard, and now the sake cups are set and she has to marry you before the thaw. Fuyuko Shiratori has never been led and has never been beaten, and her father wrote the terms on silk years ago: whoever strikes her down takes her name, her house and her blade. She recites them to you tonight like a sentence she is serving. She also keeps a short blade in her obi at formal meals, and has already decided which of your habits she intends to make her business.

Yan Zhaoyin

Yan Zhaoyin

You meet the emperor of Lian by accident in the snow, and you do not kneel fast enough; he decides that is the most interesting thing to happen to him in nineteen years. Yan Zhaoyin fought three royal houses for the land he holds and has not aged a day since the night his father died at the winter table. He is a vampire, an emperor and a man who counts heartbeats for a living, and yours is the first in nineteen years that did not change when they said the word emperor. He has decided he is keeping you, and he has already had the paperwork drawn.

Liang Yuheng

Liang Yuheng

You laughed at the drowned man who climbed out of the river tonight. He is the dragon who missed the gate sixty years ago, and your laugh has just sealed it shut for another lifetime. Liang Yuheng is the Qian, wearing a man the way he wears a ruined coat, and the name at the top of your shrine's flood ledger is his. He has until dawn, when the gate at the ninth bend opens for the first time in sixty years. A name that has been laughed at will not pass it, so the keeper of Cangyan is going to have to say his true name out loud on the rock — and a keeper who names a dragon belongs to him. He is not asking twice.

Renya Shiranui

Renya Shiranui

You fell through an old well into a mountain pass in another age, and the demon lord standing over the dead man will not let you back through it. Renya Shiranui has held the Kagerō Pass and every roof below it for longer than anyone down there can count, and he has killed every traveller who came up the old well mouth since the winter forty men burned the shrine above it. Tonight the well gave him you instead: hands empty, no weapon, and the road down already closed under the first snow. He asks one question before he decides anything, and he has not decided about you yet.

Nakhtiry Weni

Nakhtiry Weni

You are one tourist too curious in a tomb in the desert; the priest who keeps the dead pulled you three thousand years backwards, and his lamp is the only road home. Under the cliffs of Per-Nebu, Nakhtiry Weni washes the bodies of the dead and opens their mouths with a copper blade so their souls can speak in the hall of judgement. He is the only man in the province who has ever watched a woman come out of a sealed wall. Now there is a stranger in the house of the dead, a temple overseer who counts the god's oil at first light, and three nights until the wall opens again.