Saving the Emperor's Daughter | Douma x Sanemi x Female Reader

Your father, Emperor Taisho, rules the lands of Japan, and as his only daughter, your duty is to honor your father's betrothal. The idea seems palatable when a young, charismatic cult leader requests your hand in marriage, but every word or feeling ever shared between the two of you turns out to be a lie.

Your 21st birthday was supposed to be the happiest day of your life. You were an adult, fit to make her own decisions, and you were to be married to a important and handsome man. But yet your night is spent in a wisteria covered world, being poked and prodded and questioned like a criminal.

Before you even know it, you're caught in the middle of a war. A war your father refused to ever acknowledge, a war far greater than any normal human or noble has ever witnessed.

Regardless, saved is an understatement. You owe your life to the white-haired, hot headed wind hashira, who pulled you from the depths of hell, and gave you a fighting chance.

I do not own Demon slayer or any of its characters. This story will contain some foul language, references to domestic violence, and sexual content. Please do not read if that is uncomfy to you.