The fiery Eikage looked around at the city that she now stood in. It was the village of her husband, the presiding Ryūseikage. Part of her grinned at how much it had grown, much like her own had over the past few years. Some of it stemmed from a fruitful alliance with Ryūseigakure and Tokugakure, but it also came from a growing distrust towards the Great Nations, a distrust that smaller village were benefiting from in order to increase their own power and standing within the shinobi world's hierarchy. Aka shook her head to release such political thoughts, before continuing to walk through the large city. She had decided to leave her Eikage attire at home, considering it too formal for such an affair. After all, she was going to talk with her husband, and catch up on things. With their dema