“That…is a cheese knife.”

“Yes, of course,” said the guide. “What of it?”

“You are not going to tell me that this swordsman used a cheese knife to ply his trade.”

“No, of course not,” the guide replied. “She was a cheesemonger. Legendary.”

“Fair enough, but what’s it doing in the museum then? Was she an assassin?”

“No.”

“A mercenary?”

“No.”

“Royalty?”

“She was just a cheesemonger and a really good one,” said the guide, exasperated. “You don’t have to kill hundreds and hundreds of people to be an old master. Sometimes being really good at your job is enough, okay?”

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