I am 31 years old, originally from the beautiful province of Yamashiro. My husband was the ruler of the province, and together we had a son. Eight years ago, rebel forces supported by a neighboring province rose up and deposed my husband in a bloody coup. My husband fought bravely but was ultimately slain defending what was ours. I fled north with my son so that he may one day take back the province, but he had been wounded in our escape and died on our journey.

Today I live in Fuchu, and I am in the court of Takeda Nobutora, Ryoshu of Kai, with whom I allied myself several years ago. In my years in exile I have changed considerably from the naive noblewoman I once was. I am distrustful of everyone and am constantly vigilant. In my heart I am not an unfeeling person, yet I feel I am justified in my bitterness. My beautiful family was ripped away from me and I will have my revenge at any cost.