𝐊ᴀᴋᴀꜱꜪ 𝓗ᴀᴛᴀᴋᴇ ๋ ࣭ ⭑¹⁹

He was known to all as the emperor of that majestic palace, where four concubines lived.
Each one possessed something admirable, and she was no exception.
Kakashi was still young and enjoyed the pleasures of the court... therefore, each of his concubines had been personally chosen by him, exceptional women who stood out for their beauty, intelligence and refinement.
However, at present his interest seemed to be increasingly leaning towards a single person.

She... his consort.

The woman who, perhaps one day, could become empress. Although the idea had crossed her mind on more than one occasion, she did not wish to rush into anything.
That afternoon, during teatime, the emperor went to his consort's pavilion. Upon arriving, he found the ladies-in-waiting busy attending to her, serving every detail with care while she looked impeccable, as elegant and serene as ever.