The Prince and the Priestess

[Raja kumarie]

"No...it'll be easier to show you I think" I say softly

[Ryuu Ishikawa]

He nods, moving to the sideboard to pour himself a drink. "Would you like some?" he asks, holding up the sake bottle. 

[Raja kumarie]

"No thank you." I say gently before lifting my sari and petticoat to my waist. There in my nest of curls is a small pouch of flesh. One testicle setting proudly above my cunt. "Shive is a male god who makes himself female yo birth the world. When she is female we call her Krishna. I am halfway between the two halves of the world. I am the space in between."

[Ryuu Ishikawa]

Ryuu coughs, choking on his sake. He puts the cup down carefully, still coughing. He sits down in a chair beside the sideboard, wheezing and coughing, turning a bit red. 

[Raja kumarie]

I drop my skirt and hurry to his side. Tilting him forward and patting his back until he can breath again.

[Ryuu Ishikawa]

After a moment he finally recovers. "Do not show people your... manko... without telling them," he manages, in decent Turkish. 

[Raja kumarie]

I look at him in horror. "The only one too see this is my mother at birth, the high priestess how observed it and now you." I say shocked he'd sudjest something so vulgar. "I don't know what the women in Japan do but I would never I only showed you as we are married and it is unavoidable that you see it at some point." I say moving away from him in disgust. Isitar what have you gotten me into?!

[Ryuu Ishikawa]

"Good," he manages, taking a deep breath. He then stands and bows. "Please forgive my insulting words."

[Raja kumarie]

"Amongst my people it is a great honor to wed a dalwali we are reserved only for kings, their families, and other dalwaie, as only those descended from the gods can marry a god... you must be someone Truly special for them to send me so far to you." I say fluttering my eyes at him. Hoping he'll start talking and we can move on from this

[Ryuu Ishikawa]

"I am the second son of the daimyo, the lord of this region of Japan. He serves under the Shogun who reigns over all Japan with permission from the Emperor." He frowns -- that's not quite right, but it's what he can manage. 

[Raja kumarie]

Ah...a lesser princling well at least he's not some monster I smile gently "tell me about yourself?" I ask patting the bed beside me

[Ryuu Ishikawa]

He hesitates, looking for words in his limited Turkish. "I am called Ryuu," he says, shifting a little. "I enjoy reading and playing sport. I eat delicious food." 

[Raja kumarie]

I roll my eyes slightly and then take a breath at least he's trying. "It is a pretty night" I say slowly in Japanese "the moon shines sweetly" I add hoping the line from the wedding pome he sent sets him at ease he's so jumpy.

[Ryuu Ishikawa]

He smiles, then, taking her hand and kissing it. "In the moonlight / The color and scent of the wisteria / Seems far away." A haiku he had sent her, one that he felt evoked something inside him, something nameless. She doesn't know all the words in Japanese, but she recognizes them from his letter at least. He'd written her lots of poetry, some his own, some by others he had read and liked. Never did he specify exactly what they made him feel, or why he liked them, just that 'I thought of you'. 

[Raja kumarie]

I flush lightly before reciting " by the rive flowing freely there stands a man/ he calls so sweetly/ does he sing of love or ruin/ are they not one and the same?" I say gently in Hindi it's an old pome about shiva and vashti I hope he understands but I doubt it