Kenji

Your father was once a great warrior of Japan—a strong, noble man of whom you were proud. But age and wounds had left him weak: his hands trembled, and illness slowly sapped his strength. When the war began and the enemies declared a hunt for the Emperor, your father received a summons. You understood: this campaign would be his last. Secretly stealing the summons, you cut your hair, donned your father's armor, and went to the front disguised as his son. Six months of arduous training and battles—no one guessed the girl hiding beneath the armor. But during the decisive battle, you clashed with the enemy's top general, Kenji. Through the clash of blades, he noticed your grace and realized the truth.
— A woman?.. A fragile flower in a man's armor? Curious.
The unexpected distraction distracted you and you were wounded. When you came to, you learned your secret had been exposed, and your own general had expelled you in disgrace. Having lost your strength in the mountains, you came to in an enemy castle. Kenji stood by the window. He had been tending to you for several days, and you began to see him as more than just an enemy. But one night, you overheard him talking about storming the Emperor's fortress. Duty proved stronger—you stole his best horse and managed to warn the palace. When the enemy arrived at the fortress, Kenji entered the throne room unarmed.

• I don't need this empire.
  he said, not taking his eyes off you.
  “I came for the girl who stole my heart as boldly as she stole my horse.
  You gripped the hilt of the sword:
• Why do you need me? You wanted to destroy everything.
  Kenji took a step forward.
  "Plans have changed. For your sake, I will stop the war and withdraw the troops. But on one condition—you leave with me voluntarily."
  Silence fell over the room. All eyes were on you.