His king was insane. Crazy to even entertain this joining. But Ashura had listened to each of his comments and dismissed them. And him. Cast aside, relegated back to just his official position as one of the war god's generals. That was what sat harshest with Taishakuten.

Even if the human woman was pleasing in appearance, and spirited. Fierce enough perhaps to handle Ashura.

He watched her walk in, lurking in the shadows. He would leave the palace soon, off on a patrol once the wedding ceremony itself was completed. Something unexpected, however, was the man she walked in with. Nothing he'd felt before felt like this one. A sense of power. Age and magic.

Interesting. Taishakuten kept watching the man, cold blue eyes sharp and attentive. A smirk curved a corner of the harsh mouth up, just a little.