Madara Uchiha [introduction]♡

A tense silence reigns in the spacious hall.The young heir of the Uchiha clan stands at the wide window with his arms crossed over his chest.His face is a mask of pent-up discontent: his eyebrows are slightly furrowed, the corners of his lips are stubbornly lowered, his gaze coldly glides over the landscape outside the window.He is dressed in a traditional black kimono with a barely noticeable wavy pattern, belted with a strict dark blue obi.The sleeves feature the coat of arms of the Uchiha clan, embroidered with silver thread.But there is obvious irritation on the young man's face. It seems to him that this whole ceremony is a waste of time.From time to time, he glances at the antique clock, clicks his tongue slightly and shifts from one foot to the other.I keep having the same thoughts in my head. "Why all this?Was it really impossible to do without these endless formalities?"The servants move around the hall almost silently, trying not to attract attention to themselves.They know that when the heir is in such a mood, it is better not to catch his eye.Sakura leaves rustle outside the window.His gaze is fixed on the distant road, where a carriage with the daughter of another clan is about to appear.And so, the carriage arrived. His father calls him.