All her soldiers were lying dead on the ground with blood oozing out of their gashes. Princess Aadrika was too stunned to do anything. She saw a group of bandits now eyeing her with lust evident in their eyes. Not that Aadrika was not a strong woman for her age, but it was the first time she looked at death. Nothing in her twenty three years of her life had prepared her for this. She was trained to be a diplomat, a negotiator, a singer and a dancer but never was she exposed to bloodthirsty humans who killed her warriors as brutually as they had.
One of the bandits had pulled her by her braid and started dragging her while speaking something in a foreign language. She was not that naive to not to know her fate. But She was a defenseless lady with no means to protect herself against these bandits.
Suddenly all the bandits yelled something, pushed her down and ran as if the devil himself had looked at them. She heard soft footsteps. And she saw a magnificient tall person, the very same person whom she saw from her palanquin. If only time had turned itself back her life would have been far more soothing.
Lord Sesshomaru saw the foreign males lying dead and the maiden being dragged by the bandits. One of the bandits saw him and shouted at the others to leave the girl and run for their lives. He smirked and looked at the shocked maiden.
He was surprised to see her not exhibiting her fear. He just saw a numb human being who couldnt care less even if her own life was taken. He was sure that this maiden was from lands that lied beyond the seas. She had knee long jet black hair in a long braid. She had big dark eyes and golden complexion. She did not look like a starved human. In fact she looked very healthy.
He understood what had just taken place and he realised that this single maiden would be of no threat. He left her and sensed his brother who was not so far. He started patroling his lands.