Itami sat alone in her palace, isolated from her guests. Men from the Samurai clans, who ruled over Japanese society, as well as their wives and children, had all gathered to celebrate what can only be described as a holiday.
Perhaps in her past life, Itami might be mingling with her guests like a social butterfly, but in this world, she had to be cautious of who she interacted with, and what she said. Too many of these guests were nothing more than buzzards, circling around her, waiting for the moment she dropped dead.
With this in mind, the young Japanese empress kept herself at the back of the party, and mostly sober, while she watched her guests socialize like normal human beings. One man noticed this and was quick to approach the woman's side.
