While most of the attendees are beginning to dance, mingle, or perhaps browse the catering selection, Sanada stands stiffly at Yukimura's side, his sword at his hip and his eyes alert. For all outward appearances, he could have passed for a bodyguard to the king. And, for all intents and purposes, Sanada never was one to suffer a conflict between his outward appearances and his inward truths. It put him somewhat at odds with the entire charade of this party in which everyone was celebrating (or, as the case may go, seething over) an occasion that did not in fact exist.
But it's better this way. Sanada sees that now, blessed with the full scope of Yukimura's goals in this arrangement. Marui will achieve things he could not, both by virtue of his roots and his temperament. He's a convincing actor, for one. Lissa too, for that matter. Watching them dance with their eyes locked and arms around each other, Sanada might himself believe there was something between them if he didn't know better.
Given the attention he's paying to their surroundings, Yukimura's sudden rise and magic attack-- with no apparent trigger-- takes Sanada completely by surprise.
"Yukimura!"
What in the hell just happened?! The music stops, though the melodic voice of Nohr's princess carries on even as panic begins to surge through the crowd. Later, Sanada may dryly register the irony that it's the recipient of the attack who is reacting the least to it. For now, his focus is Yukimura: understanding what's wrong, what slipped past his guard, what does he need to do to ensure his safety.
Yukimura, too, is responding, collecting the tome and casting a fearsome spell out at--
Sanada stares in absolute shock as the princess cries out in pain. The first could have passed for an accident. Twice in a row was no accident. To attack Nohr's princess so directly, it was as good as a declaration of war. What a thing to do...
Sanada won't question it right now. There must be a damn good explanation for this. He's going to hear it from Yukimura, and then he's going to deal with the matter. He looks to Yanagi for teamwork and support.
"See that Princess Azura is available for questions later." Which necessarily meant addressing any medical care as well.
He, in turn, would see that Yukimura was escorted to safety, away from whatever threat had slipped past their notice and besieged their king. He places his hands at Yukimura's shoulders, a gesture equal parts to anchor and to redirect towards the exit.
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It's a charade of joy complicated further by the choice of fiancé. Naturally, Sanada trusts and has full confidence in Marui to carry out the mission. He harbors no hard feelings over Yukimura's decision. It's also impossible for him to join in festivities knowing the magnitude of danger he's in. Were he the one appointed, he could have at least drawn from his pride and the knowledge he was serving an important role protecting both Yukimura's family and his brothers in arms to find a smile.
But it's better this way. Sanada sees that now, blessed with the full scope of Yukimura's goals in this arrangement. Marui will achieve things he could not, both by virtue of his roots and his temperament. He's a convincing actor, for one. Lissa too, for that matter. Watching them dance with their eyes locked and arms around each other, Sanada might himself believe there was something between them if he didn't know better.
Given the attention he's paying to their surroundings, Yukimura's sudden rise and magic attack-- with no apparent trigger-- takes Sanada completely by surprise.
"Yukimura!"
What in the hell just happened?! The music stops, though the melodic voice of Nohr's princess carries on even as panic begins to surge through the crowd. Later, Sanada may dryly register the irony that it's the recipient of the attack who is reacting the least to it. For now, his focus is Yukimura: understanding what's wrong, what slipped past his guard, what does he need to do to ensure his safety.
Yukimura, too, is responding, collecting the tome and casting a fearsome spell out at--
Sanada stares in absolute shock as the princess cries out in pain. The first could have passed for an accident. Twice in a row was no accident. To attack Nohr's princess so directly, it was as good as a declaration of war. What a thing to do...
Sanada won't question it right now. There must be a damn good explanation for this. He's going to hear it from Yukimura, and then he's going to deal with the matter. He looks to Yanagi for teamwork and support.
"See that Princess Azura is available for questions later." Which necessarily meant addressing any medical care as well.
He, in turn, would see that Yukimura was escorted to safety, away from whatever threat had slipped past their notice and besieged their king. He places his hands at Yukimura's shoulders, a gesture equal parts to anchor and to redirect towards the exit.
"Yukimura: this way. Quickly."