Her heart raced inside her chest as she sat on the edge of the bed looking at the flame of the lantern jumping in it’s glass. She could hear the talking and noise of the tavern below and she wondered where she was. They had ridden so far in the last day that she had gotten lost. When the heavy steps began in the hall her head turned swiftly towards the door and she rose standing, her legs wobbling a moment before she managed to stand straight. Watching the shadows of two men outside she noticed one of them was very tall.<br/><br/>“Takeda…” She whispered under her breath as she saw him her face looking bewildered and confused. Emiko didn’t speak as he moved over and untied her, she starred at him as he spoke to the shinobi tho she couldn’t have told you what they said. Instead she was remembering a year ago when she had seen this man last. Why would a man have saved her from one death only to invite her to another.<br/><br/>“Your guest?” She felt the anger in her boiling she was tired and dirty and hungry and now was being held captive? “If I am your guest then I ask for water to bath and food to eat and clean clothes to wear. If I am your honorable guest then I request you allow me to send word to my sister.” She hated that when she was mad she cried but she did and tears burned her cheeks. “If I am your guest then I ask for reason why you would you  save me one day only to take me the next.” Her voice was weak as she strained it to sound harsh and angry something she had never done,Takeda had the honor of being the first person she had ever shown anger to. Something she now felt might be a harsh mistake but she feared she would soon die and wanted the chance to ask him another time.