"...Are you planning to send him to war?" Emi forced down her anger at Obori's words, but her spinning Sharingan was enough to show that she was burning with fury. There was a limit to her sense of duty to the clan and the village.
And what was probably occurring tomorrow had to be his coronation to the throne. But with aspirations elevated to the sky, the Prime Minister was using his position to replace his given birthright.
Only got to page 9, will revisit in a few months to see if the weirdness gets ironed out. Aka seriously edited.I thought the premise was interesting, but massive phrase duplication with minor tweaks started occurring across multiple pages.
