[101 Drabbles] Cup of Tea, Hint of Rose

The Sōzu thumped rhythmically.

Picking up the cup of tea, she twisted it so as not to drink from the front. After a few sips, she wiped it and set it down. Her host sat up, anticipating the question. When she spoke, a shiver went up his spine.

“You will not go to war.”

“I have no reason to.”

“You will allow your daughter to die then.”

“It is her choice.”

“You are still her mother.”

“Not when I am a man.”

“Her blood on you then.”

He paused.

“I accept it.”

“So be it. Live long.”

She took her leave.