The relics and their wielders, huh?" Akiko repeated as they continued their walk.
The flowers swayed gently in the breeze, as if they were part of some kind of cinematic television advertisement.
"Here's the question, Ezra." Akiko smiled. "Are you asking because you're genuinely curious or because you're some kind of spy?" Her tone had only curiosity and nothing else.
"What kind of spy would I be if I was using you as my source of information?" He asked.
"A well informed spy." Akiko giggled. "There is, after all, no better source of information on the Monarchy than me in this estate."
"And what makes me a spy?" Ezra asked curiously. He couldn't tell if Akiko was being genuine or she really was thinking of him as a spy. "Asking you about the relics?"
"No." Akiko shook her head. "It's your less than stellar reputation that makes you spy."
