M.L. Wang

Matsudas weren’t known for taking the easy way to anything.

“Speed is valued in this village,” Mamoru said by way of explanation. “We’re all swordsmen here.”

When she was younger, Misaki had always pictured herself having daughters. She had enjoyed the vague fantasy of raising powerful, forward-thinking young women with the courage to amount to more than their mother, but it was just that: a fantasy.