Megohime winced in pain as her head was forced against the hard bars of the cage, fear gripping her spine and keeping her from fighting back. She was ashamed that he still scared her, lip trembling as she clenched her jaw. “N-Nothing..” She whispered.
The gestational period for her child felt like years. She couldn't feel Masamune's presence from here, couldn't tell if he was alive. It worried her. What if Matsunaga came back, and when she returned, both Masamune and Kojurou would be...
No, no. Masamune would be fine.