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"Uchiha-san, your husband - "
The woman approaching him flinches and falls silent as soon as she meets his gaze, and Tobirama can't bring himself to be surprised. Aniue is much better at playing the submissive spouse, despite the seals which she wears openly in her hair. Hiding her strength and intelligence behind her sleeves and demure smiles, she disarms the courtiers with her charm and Anija’s laughing countenance does the rest.
He on the other hand... well.
Madara's eyes in his face let no one forget who the gods have given him to, and the strength that they can bring to bear as a united pair.
Not even the daimyo can resist the Senju and the Uchiha when they act as one, and his marriage has brought them together in a way which has changed the balance of power in Hi no Kuni. The old man who rules this court stares at him with a face that might as well be masked for how little expression it shows, and Tobirama wonders if he regrets the decision he made all those years ago when he agreed to Tajima-sama's request and forced peace between the two clans.
Did he foresee that it would bring not only an end to the fighting, but also to his own power?
Perhaps, or perhaps not, it doesn't really matter anymore.
Tobirama eyes the woman before him, waiting silently to hear what she has to say, but her lips remain closed and he nods politely before continuing upon his way.
Across the room, red eyes watch him move through the court and he reads the message in them clearly. A few more days in this tangled web of politics, lies and manipulation, and then they can cut themselves free.
They can go home.
To their family.
He looks forward to it.