"Holy Maiden, here are your letters and gifts."
Gin-tsu entered the tent, trembling with excitement. He dared to swear to the goddess that a year ago, he would never have imagined meeting the Holy Maiden of their entire race.
"I don't want any gifts," said Reimei, sitting high on her throne. She crossed her long, pale legs and tapped her toes impatiently.
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