Yes, I live and so does this story! Please enjoy chapter 2 :)

Rin had grown into a young woman of remarkable beauty, which caused many problems once she became of age. Her hand was soon sought after and many men came demanding a meeting with her lord. However Sesshoumaru, like any dog demon, was incredibly possessive and refused to even hold talks with the neighboring Lords for almost an entire year, sending them all away with a click of his claws and a flash of his fangs.

Yet his resolve broke when he overheard that a young, handsome, kind Lord with an affinity for nature was looking for a bride. He sounded like an agreeable match for his young Rin. Within traveling distance, wealthy and one that enjoyed the joy that nature could bring him. His Rin was nature personified.

Sesshoumaru sighed at the memory.

The young Lord had been thoroughly searched before being called upon for negotiation. They had found nothing that could be discrediting, which while suspicious, was a welcomed relief. Quickly after an agreement had been reached the young couple met for the first time. It had went well until Rin learned of who the boy was.

"How could you do this to me?"

Sesshoumaru winced.

Tears ran down her defined cheeks as he refrained from wiping them away, and along with them her fears.

The demon Lord stopped walking down the long hall of his palace.

"How could you!"

He slowly pressed a clawed finger to his forehead, rubbing away the stress lines. It had been for the best, for now she was a human woman and he would not deny her the rights and expectations of one. He would give her as much of a normal life as he could, given her circumstances. It was the only way to repay her devotion to him over these years. Years that had quickly passed by the demon until he was left in a daze one morning as he went to gaze at a child and saw only a woman. It shocked him to the point where he left the castle grounds for nearly a full moon cycle.

He cringed again. It's for the best.

Sesshomaru continued walking until he reached a large wooden door over which Rue had been plastered. Rin always had a habit of decorating the palace with all kinds of flowers, however with her wedding due they had all been taken down. It seemed she had decided to rebel. He didn't want to but he couldn't condone the behavior, so slowly he reached up and plucked the Rue before crushing it in his palm.

Looking up, golden eyes scanned the door before a still-fisted hand reached for it and knocked.

"Enter"

Rue signifies Regret.