Looking at the graceful woman, James narrowed his eyes. “Lord Zenda, aren’t you meditating in seclusion for your injuries? Why do you have time to come out and meet me, a lowly living being?”

When Zenda heard that, her face flushed. She bowed and apologized, “Chosen One, we have offended you many times. I hope you can forgive us.”

Enunciating each word, James said, “If I don’t forgive you, Zazen Temple will have broken walls and be full of blood.”

Upon hearing that, Zenda felt chills run down