A sole woman

Your uninvited guest is a single woman who you've never seen before, but her frail appearance reminds you Hisana. Her dark hair lays about her shoulders, unkempt but still, somehow, it does not detract from her angelic appearance. It's been some time since you've spent much time in the company of a woman, but you realize that you have no desire for her, as much as you remember the days when you met Hisana and her uncared for appearance. Hisana is the only woman you loved and will ever love, drawing you back to the conclusion that something is wrong with you if you want the company of some man over a pretty woman.

She seems to shake in your presence, her eyes lowered, her head bowed, recognizing you for what you are--an aristocrat who's come to possibly tear this land asunder for your own personal use. You have no such aspirations, but you don't bother to correct her either. It's better than leading her on and making her believe that you're a kind-hearted man who would rather have her company. You don't want to give her false hope.

However, she doesn't leave and you soon realize that she wants something, or she wouldn't still be wasting your time by standing there like a helpless dog. "What is it you want from me?" You ask, turning to inspect her more fully. She doesn't appear capable of any misdeeds, but you know looks can be deceiving. You yourself don't appear to be capable of much, but you've proven many wrong on many occasions.

She lifts her head shyly, eyes glistening with tears, something you've never gotten used to and you can feel yourself ease slightly. You know you can't completely let your guard down, but you do know that if she meant any harm, she would have struck when your back was turned.

"I..." She starts in a soft voice, sniffling.