“And who are you, my lady? Are you Sir Miyamoto’s concubine?” he asked as he sipped his tea. While his men blew on it before drinking, he didn’t seem to mind the hot drink.

            She couldn't tell if it was just casual sexism, or if he was actually trying to make her upset. She did her best to smile at him. “You’re the uninvited guests here. You can answer my question first. Who are you are what are you doing here?”

            Ben was smiling at her, impressed by how easily she spoke with these ugly foreigners. Unlike the priests he’d met in the past, who took somewhat care of their hygien...

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