What's mine is yours, But what's mine is mine

Chapter 28: Pangs and Fangs

I miss Jaken here. I can't believe I'm saying this, but yes. I miss his POV's.

He's suppose to bear witness right? So let us leave him to do his job. Ahahah.

The villager, Kohaku, returned after 2 days as he had promised and updated Rin. The insolent aforementioned tribes had yet to attack another village down south. One that belonged to the western land. The lord took a mental note that he needed to do something about that later too. But right now, he had to do something about the scene before him.

The man would wipe the tears in her eyes.

And she'd smile at the man, reassuring she's fine.

A smile so bright despite her current mood. A smile that even at her high spirits she'd rarely give her husband.

The man would comment on her reaction.

She'd mumble something.

Then she'd blush heavily.

It infuriated the lord knowing how other men can elicit such response from her.

Sesshomaru had enough.

The royal aide can only watch in silence at the agitated lord. He noticed that the lord had been frequenting the stock room the past days. He'd sat there with a ledger in hand yet not even glancing at it even once nor bother flipping the pages.

The lord would only sit there or stand by the large glass window. Looking, no brooding over who-knows-what-exactly.

The scowl on his stoic face getting more and more evident by the minute.

Now, who was it again that could stir such change in his lord? Right. There's only one person. A care-free, raven-haired, doe-eyed, petite, mischievous girl came into memory. That girl, what did she do now?

The same windows cracked. Like how any wine glass would if a woman of the opera would let out a high-pitched shrill in front of it.

Jaken threw a glance back to his master.

He froze at where he stood. Feet glued to the floor. Mouth gaped. And he swore he had never been this shocked before.

His appearance changed.

The lord stood from his seat. A rather dark aura enveloping his whole being. The ledger dropped on the table. Flickered. And caught fire.

Seemingly recovering from the shock, Jaken hurried towards the large wooden table.

"Eh?! My lord!"

The aide panicked, torn between running after his master and putting out the flames.

He watched helpless as the ledger burned and turned into ashes. He could only watch the fleeting image of the lord's back as he exited the room.

It's been a long time since he last saw that form. When the he'd show proof of his ancestry.

Been a long time since his lord's blood awakened.

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He bore witness to that when he was years younger. When his father who served the royal family took him to the palace for the very first time. When the late Inutaisho was still ruler of the land.

And if memory serves him right...

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It didn't end well.