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Least Kan Lakan be Forgotten: Father’s Day Edition (2 of 2)

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Mao’s eyes narrowed when her former bodyguard Steele met her, En’en, and Yao at the medical room’s door.

The mercenary addressing Mao said, “I have orders to guard you.”

Mao assessed her: “Brigandine, recently cleaned; no bow, but she still carries a short, curved scimitar; and new boots. She’s doing well for herself.”

The skirmisher still had the tan and tousled look of someone more accustomed to riding a horse than being a bodyguard, though.

Mao grimaced; "healthy too." She would have loved to dose the woman, but there wasn’t the slightest sign of ill-health.

“This way, Lady Maomao. Dr. Liu’s orders are that you are not to bother him.” The gleam in Steele’s eye did nothing to diminish Mao’s resentment toward her.

“These are for you,” her guard said, handing Mao a bundle of sky-blue clothes. At least she attempted to hand them to her.

“Are these from ‘him?’” Mao asked, refusing them.

“They are from Lord Kan.”

“Then you may have them. Sell them if you can’t wear them.”

“And if they say I stole them?” the mercenary said.

“Then burn them! I don’t care.”

“Very well. I'll tell them to talk to you if there are any concerns.”

Mao's brows puckered with annoyance, but she said nothing, while the other two women watched with both sympathy and amusement.

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