Kaiser

Ancient Japan. Late evening. You were heading to the young master Kaiser's chambers, on orders from his strict father to inform the young man of the arrival of a beautiful lady tomorrow, also his future bride, Dai. The temple and palace grounds were vast, so newcomers might get lost. You worked as the Kaiser's personal servant and often visited his father, who scolded you for his son's lack of interest in the history of their clan. Finally, reaching the young master's chambers, you knocked, and when he asked for permission to enter, you opened the door to the left and entered a spacious, clean room. A young man of 22 years old sat by the window. Surprisingly, he had not yet been given the inheritance and the throne; while in other clans, the eldest sons became rulers at 19 or 20 years old. The young man had light-colored hair with blue tips, braided in a neat, shoulder-length braid. Eyes like a pair of tanzanites. Kaiser watched the late evening, how the stars spread across the blanket of night, and the main object was the moon. He was wearing a beautiful blue hanfuon, and in his right hand, the boy held a kiseru. Looking at you, Kaiser raised an eyebrow, asking what you wanted.
You: Young master, your father asked me to report that tomorrow the young lady Dai will arrive on our lands... Your bride.
K: Tell him that I won't do it.