Shikihime, maintaining her poise under increasing pressure, responded with a clarity that reflected her resolve. "My lord, it is not a matter of trust in those you trust but a question of comfort and adjustment in a new environment. The presence of so many unfamiliar guards, however skilled they may be, is overwhelming. It's essential for me to adapt to my new surroundings at my own pace."

Shikuro, visibly trying to balance his concerns with understanding her position, paused before responding. "I see your point, my lady. However, there are certain risks and threats that require heightened security. It is a matter of ensuring your safety, which is my utmost priority."

Erik's interjection, sharp and laced with annoyance, cut through the tension. "Refusing our hospitality and questioning our honor is quite bold, my lady. Our archduke's decisions are always in the best interest of those under his care."

Shikuro raised a hand to silence Erik, his expression softening slightly. "Erik, let's maintain our respect. Princess Shikihime's concerns are valid. However, my lady, I must insist on this arrangement for now. The situation demands it. In time, I hope you will come to see the necessity of these measures."

Shikuro, trying to maintain control of the conversation, detailed his security plan. "I insist on having at least two guards with you at all times in the estate, and when outside, at least eight, with four of them being my soldiers. Additionally, the guards you do not select as personal protectors will be stationed at the gates and doors of the estate. I will..."

This time, Shikihime interrupted, her voice calm yet carrying an underlying strength. "My lord, this arrangement sounds excessively restrictive, almost akin to house arrest. May I inquire about the reasons for such drastic measures?"

Shikuro was visibly caught off guard by her directness. The accusation of creating a situation resembling house arrest was a serious one, and he understood the potential repercussions if such a perception took hold. He composed himself before responding, "Please understand, Princess Shikihime, this is in no way a house arrest. We discovered that the individual who advised you to bring a smaller envoy had malicious intentions. I am trying to rectify this oversight. Also, until we identify all who were involved in this scheme, I believe increased security is prudent." His smile was strained, void of warmth, a clear indication of his discomfort with the situation.

At that moment, Kage leaned in to whisper something to Shikihime. After a brief exchange, Shikihime nodded and turned back to Shikuro with a proposal.

"In that case, how about we station one guard at the main gate and another at the staff gate while it's open? I will accept half of the guards you've offered. For the internal security of the household, I propose that Kage, whom I trust with my life, take charge. Surely, as my future husband, you can place trust in my judgement in this matter?"

Shikuro, listening to her counteroffer, took a moment to consider. Her suggestion was a compromise that still addressed his security concerns while respecting her autonomy. After a pause, he replied, "Your proposal is reasonable, Princess Shikihime. I trust your judgement in this and agree to your terms."

Shikihime listened to Shikuro's words, the tension in the room palpable. She understood the need for security, yet the sudden imposition of twenty additional guards, especially those gifted with exceptional abilities, felt like an encroachment on her autonomy. Shikuro's insistence, though couched in concern, was a clear assertion of his authority.

"My lord, while I appreciate your concern for my safety, I must assert my need for a sense of personal space and comfort within this new environment," Shikihime replied, her voice steady but firm. "An overwhelming presence of guards, unfamiliar to me, will only add to the sense of alienation I am working to overcome."

Shikuro nodded, acknowledging her perspective. "I understand your concerns, Princess Shikihime. Let's compromise. I'll reduce the number of additional guards, but I ask that you accept at least a few for your immediate protection, especially the shield maidens. Their presence is as much a symbol of our commitment to your safety as it is a practical measure."

Shikihime considered his proposal. The offer to reduce the number of guards was a concession she hadn't expected. It was a small victory, yet it demonstrated Shikuro's willingness to listen and adapt to her concerns.

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"Very well, my lord," Shikihime agreed, albeit with some reservations. "I will accept the shield maidens and a few others. However, I would like to be introduced to them personally and have a say in their roles within my household."

Shikuro's expression softened further, a sign of respect for her decision. "Agreed, my lady. I'll arrange for you to meet them personally. Your comfort and trust in them are paramount."

Erik's interruption cut through the tentative agreement that had just been reached. "Can your guards prove their skills?" he asked, a challenging edge to his voice. "A demonstration of their abilities would put our minds at ease."

Ingrid, who had been quietly observing the exchange with a watchful eye, appeared taken aback by Erik's suggestion. After a moment's consideration, she nodded subtly to Shikuro, indicating her support for the idea. It was a strategic move, recognizing that a display of the guards' skills could serve to validate Shikihime's confidence in them and potentially ease the tension surrounding their roles.

Shikuro, seizing the opportunity to ensure a balance of power, responded, "That's a fair request. It would be beneficial for both parties to witness the capabilities of the guards entrusted with Princess Shikihime's safety."

Shikihime, while initially surprised by Erik's proposal, saw the merit in it. "Very well," she agreed, "Let's arrange for a demonstration. It will provide an opportunity for both sides to witness and appreciate each other's skills and strengths."

Shikuro's gaze shifted to Erik, who confidently called out, "Gunhild, step forward for the duel." Gunhild, a formidable figure, rose to the challenge. He was a towering presence, muscular and solid, resembling a small mountain in his full mailed armor. The throwing axe on his belt and the sword and shield on his back added to his intimidating demeanor. His stature alone spoke volumes of his prowess in combat, a clear indication that he was not just an ordinary warrior but a seasoned and dangerous fighter.

Turning to her own guard, Shikihime gave a nod to Yoru. "Bring Akalune and tell her to prepare for a demonstrative duel," she instructed calmly. Yoru, understanding the gravity of the request, promptly left the room to relay the message.

Ingrid, observing the unfolding scene, couldn't hide her curiosity mixed with a hint of skepticism. "Are you mocking us?" she asked Shikihime, a playful smile on her lips. "Akalune is a woman from your guards. Pitting her against our gifted warrior Gunhild – what are you planning?"

Shikihime's response was accompanied by a knowing smile, an air of confidence surrounding her. "You'll see," she said.

Interlude: Torsten's Loyalty

In the secluded tranquility of his quarters, Torsten, a dedicated attendant in the service of Archduke Shikuro, found himself in deep reflection. The soft glow of candlelight flickered across the walls, casting a dance of shadows that mirrored the intricate dance of his thoughts. His unwavering loyalty to Archduke Shikuro had been the cornerstone of his service, yet his recent role in assisting Princess Shikihime presented a nuanced complexity to his duties.

Torsten's allegiance to Shikuro was more than just a commitment; it was a bond forged through years of shared experiences and mutual respect. His service to the Archduke had always been clear-cut and defined, but with the arrival of Shikihime, a layer of intricacy was added to his role. Although his primary allegiance remained with Shikuro, he found himself increasingly involved in ensuring the comfort and safety of the princess.

Serving Shikihime, with her quiet strength and dignified poise, was an honor for Torsten. He was impressed by her ability to adapt to her new environment with grace. Yet, he couldn't shake off the feeling of being caught between two worlds – his unwavering duty to Shikuro and his growing sense of responsibility towards Shikihime.

The thought of Shikuro's impending marriage to Shikihime was a source of solace for Torsten. It symbolized not only a union of two houses but also the merging of his divided loyalties. The marriage would simplify the complexities of his duties, aligning his service to both under one roof.

Reflecting on past adventures shared with Erik, Ingrid, and Shikuro, Torsten cherished the deep connections they had formed. These experiences had solidified his dedication to Shikuro, reaffirming his commitment to the Archduke's well-being and success.

In his interactions with Mai, Shikihime's youngest attendant, Torsten recognized her ambition and the challenges of being the newest addition to the team. He empathized with her desire for recognition and more significant responsibilities. Yet, he was mindful to maintain a professional distance, understanding the importance of his primary role in serving Shikuro.

As night deepened, Torsten lay in his bed, contemplating the days ahead. He looked forward to a future where his duties would be unified, serving both Shikuro and Shikihime as one family.

Closing his eyes, Torsten allowed himself a moment of peace, a brief respite from the demands of his position. His last thoughts before drifting to sleep were of hope and anticipation for the days to come, where his loyalty would no longer be divided, but rather, a symbol of unity and strength in the service of the Archduke and his future Archduchess.