Exton

I open the door to a ghost - or at least, to one I thought long dead.

Morgan. It's my first thought. I itch for the feel of my sword in my hand, so that I can bury it in the skull of this impostor. Surely even Morgan doesn't think me such a fool...!?

Then the phantom speaks.

"I bring a message from the queen. Can I come in and speak to you?”

I consider. If it is Inari, it is rude to keep her waiting in the hallway. If not -

"Come in, but keep your hands by your sides."

She enters, keeping her hands in sight. I close the door and give her a long hard look, magically as well as mundanely. She certainly appears to be the real Inari, but - "If you are truly Inari Nightblade, tell me something only she would know."

The voice is dry. "I could - but then I'd have to kill you."

"Inari!" I forget myself, lunge forward and throw my arms about her. A second later, I regain my sanity and quickly step back. A good thing she's not easily offended. She had time to snap my neck or slit my throat ten times over.