Sakura: Hime 2

Her father, the Emperor of the Silver Moon, saw this as a weapon. He didn't see a daughter; he saw a siege engine. He kept her locked in the High Pagoda, where the air was always thick with the scent of fermented nectar and old magic.

The petals of the Great Sakura did not fall; they bled. In the celestial kingdom of Cherry Blossom, the legend of the first Sakura Hime had faded into a nursery rhyme. But for Princess Kaguya, the second to bear the title, the weight of the blossoms was a physical ache. Unlike her predecessor, who commanded the spring with a smile, Kaguya’s touch turned the trees into crystalline glass.

As the sun rose, there were no armies left. There was only a forest of white trees, standing in a perfect circle around the capital. And at the center, where the High Pagoda once stood, was a single, towering Sakura tree with petals that shimmered like pearls.