“I’m pretty sure Kojurou was there too, but your story works just fine.”
That night Megohime had nightmares, it wasn’t the first time she had them, no, she had them every night, but this was the worst. Masamune awoke to Megohime screaming like she was being torn apart, a guttural and primal scream, one of absolute terror. She was still asleep, covered in sweat, kicking and thrashing in the bed next to him.