Hand in Hand
Lady Chiyo was really as magnificent as all the stories said she was. She had an air of dignity and grace about her that just seemed effortless.
Her voice was beautiful, too.
Then again, she had a very long time to practice.
It must have been hard for Kouga, having to say goodbye to them again. It was probably hard for Tsuki, too. This was the first and last time she would ever meet her birth parents.
In their own way, Chiyo and Ryouga looked happy.
So those stories of love must have been mostly true, too.
It must be so nice, to have that kind of enduring love, to be able to pass onto a better place with your hand in your lover’s.
“Ayame, let’s go.”
His hand was reaching out for hers.
Yes.
Love was a strong thing.
Somehow, they would find a way back home.