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Evening. Aika formally dipped her head, her effort was poor to remove all the water from her coat. Jasmine eyes settled on his ashen coat. She hadn't fully met him yet. A soft smile formed at her lips as her gaze turned back to him. Seshin Aika, yes. Empress Izumi is my sister. Aika boasted her newer title with a genuine smile. Izumi worked hard on it, she was going to show it wherever she could.

I don't think we've officially met? She brushed her mind off her coat, trying to find any other anchor to hold onto. It made her a bit insecure. Looking halfway of a rat soaked in salt while talking to another. Nothing she could do, but her anxiety bubbled under her chest.

While she hadn't met him, she definitely acknowledged his scent around the territory. It wasn't uncommon for the island to be flooded with scents. Between Izumi and Yoshi, they were bound to have many visitors.

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