Blood on the Chrysanthemum
Copyright© 2026 by Megumi Kashuahara
Chapter 14: The Conspiracy
Historical Sex Story: Chapter 14: The Conspiracy - A fictional tale of the legendary female samurai Tomoe Gosen A tale of brutal revenge, forbidden love, and the true meaning of bushido. Three women will claim their freedom with sword, gold, and courage.
Caution: This Historical Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Romantic Polygamy/Polyamory Oriental Female First Oral Sex Petting Revenge Violence
Five Weeks After Kiku’s Arrival
The announcement came during the morning meal.
Shogun Minamoto stood at the head of the table, looking satisfied in a way that made Kiku’s skin crawl.
“I have good news,” he declared. “The marriage negotiations with Lord Kaito Hagane have been finalized. The wedding will take place in six weeks.”
Across the table, Hatsu went perfectly still. Her face drained of color. The chopsticks in her hand trembled.
“Lord Hagane is a valuable ally,” the Shogun continued, oblivious to or uncaring about his daughter’s reaction. “His territories are strategically important. This alliance will strengthen our position significantly.”
Kiku watched Hatsu carefully. The princess’s expression was controlled - years of court training keeping her face neutral - but her eyes told a different story.
Terror. Absolute terror.
“Hatsu,” the Shogun said, finally looking at his daughter. “You will, of course, conduct yourself appropriately. Lord Hagane will visit next week to formalize arrangements. I expect you to be gracious.”
“Yes, Father.” Hatsu’s voice was barely a whisper.
The meal continued. The Shogun discussed political matters with his advisors. Sato murmured something about troop movements.
And Hatsu sat frozen, staring at her untouched food, looking like she wanted to disappear.
Kiku leaned slightly closer, keeping her voice low enough that only Hatsu could hear. “Are you alright?”
“No.” The word was flat, dead. “I’m not alright. I’ll never be alright again.”
After the meal, Hatsu dismissed all her servants except Kiku.
The moment her chamber door closed, the princess’s careful composure shattered. She fell to her knees, gasping, hyperventilating.
“Hatsu—” Kiku knelt beside her, hands on her shoulders. “Breathe. Just breathe.”
“I can’t—I can’t—” Hatsu’s voice was ragged with panic. “You don’t understand. You don’t know what he is. What he does.”
“Tell me.”
Hatsu looked up at her with wild eyes. “Lord Kaito Hagane. Do you know that name?”
“No.”
“He’s a monster.” Hatsu’s whole body was shaking now. “He keeps a harem. Women he collects like ... like possessions. And he hurts them. Not just physically, but—” She stopped, swallowing hard. “He’s a sadist. He tortures them. For pleasure. For entertainment.”
Kiku’s blood went cold. “Your father knows this?”
“Everyone knows! It’s not a secret!” Hatsu was crying now, tears streaming down her face. “His first wife lasted three months before she died. The second one made it almost a year. They say he maimed her so badly that when they found her body, they could barely recognize it as human.”
“Gods...”
“And my father is giving me to him anyway. Because Hagane controls three provinces. Because he’s useful. Because a political alliance is worth more than his daughter’s life.”
Hatsu pressed her hands over her mouth, trying to stifle the sobs that were tearing from her throat.
Kiku pulled her close, holding her while she broke apart. “I won’t let that happen. I swear to you, I won’t—”
“How can you stop it?” Hatsu pulled back, her face streaked with tears. “You’re a servant. I’m property. My father has decided and his word is law. In six weeks, I’ll belong to Kaito Hagane. And within a year—maybe less—I’ll be dead. Tortured to death for his amusement.”
“Then we run. Before the wedding. We disappear—”
“And go where? I told you—I’m the Shogun’s daughter. I’d be recognized. Hunted. Brought back. And then my father would probably give me to someone even worse as punishment.” Hatsu’s voice dropped to a whisper. “There’s only one way out, Kumiko. Only one choice I still have.”
“What?”
“The night before the wedding, I’ll take my own life. I’ll slit my wrists in the bath. Or drink poison. Something quick. Something certain.” Hatsu’s expression was eerily calm now, as if she’d already made peace with this decision. “I won’t give Hagane the satisfaction. I won’t let him touch me. I’ll die on my own terms, the only free choice I’ll ever make.”
“No.” Kiku grabbed her shoulders. “No. You can’t—”
“What else is there? Tell me, Kumiko. What other option do I have?”
Kiku’s mind raced. She couldn’t let Hatsu die. Couldn’t watch another person she cared about be destroyed.
But what could she offer? Her original plan had been to kill Sato and the Shogun, but that was supposed to happen on her timeline, her terms. Not in six weeks. Not with Hatsu’s life hanging in the balance.
“There might be another way,” Kiku said slowly.
“What way?”
“I need time to think. To plan. But Hatsu—” She cupped the princess’s face in her hands. “Don’t give up yet. Promise me you won’t do anything until we’ve exhausted every other option.”
“What options? What can you possibly—”
“Promise me. Six weeks. Give me six weeks to find a solution.”
Hatsu searched her face. “Why do you care so much? You’ve only known me for a few weeks. Why does my fate matter to you?”
Because I love you, Kiku thought. Because somehow, despite everything, despite the ice and the revenge and the weapon I was supposed to be, I’ve fallen in love with you.
But she couldn’t say that. Not yet. Not like this.
“Because you’re my friend,” she said instead. “Because you deserve better than this. Because I know what it’s like to be powerless and I refuse to watch you surrender to it.”
Hatsu stared at her for a long moment. Then, slowly, she nodded. “Six weeks. But if you can’t find a solution by then—if there’s no other way—I’m taking my life. I won’t let Hagane have me.”
“Understood.”
They held each other in the quiet chamber, both knowing that everything had just changed.
Kiku had come to the palace to kill Sato and find whoever had ordered her family’s murder.
Now she had a deadline. Six weeks to either save Hatsu or watch her die.
The revenge would have to wait. Or accelerate. Or somehow merge with this new, desperate mission.
She didn’t know which yet.
But she knew one thing with absolute certainty: she would not let Kaito Hagane have Hatsu.
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