The shock and horror at saying such a thing to a client was some far-off chirping in Reigen’s head. His core approach to these situations barely felt like a part of him at all. Not even the obvious out she had given him was spared more than a moment’s thought.

“Maybe, but…I’m serious.” His dark eyes went from her to the sake on the table—huh, had he really drank half of it already? “The castle is a beast. Your warm hospitality is giving me the courage to slay it.”