Leda found Ben sitting apart from everyone at a low table, enjoying some tea while he looked out at the bay. Leda perked up. There was nothing she enjoyed more in Japan than their amazing tea. She didn’t wait on ceremony, and walked over to Ben.

            “O-jama-shimasu.” Sorry to be a bother, she said, motioning towards the seat in front of Ben.

            Ben laughed, and nodded. “Ie, ie, I’d be honoured to drink with an emissary from the gods.”

            She felt uneasy. She didn’t feel like an emissary from the gods, even if...

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