The monk was left alone to figure out the little riddle the Lord left with him. He thought just for a moment before heading out of the room.

I think I'll see how the Lady's are doing,

He made his way down the hall when he saw the person he was looking for slowly exiting a room, shutting the door slowly.

"How is she holding up?" He asked holding firm to his staff.

"I'm afraid, not well." Samgo looked deeply concerned.

"My Lady, I wondered if you might join me for a little walk there are matters of which I would like to speak of with you," The monk said as he walked up to the girl holding out an arm.

"Why of course Miroku," She said as she locked arms with him. They began to walk, but there was not much talk between them. It was a sad, dark day; the air was cold and stiff around them.

"Miroku, I'm very worried."

"As am I Sango,"

Sango knew that the monk was worried, but she had a feeling he was bothered by another type of worry.

"Miroku," she was not stating his name or asking it, it was more like a way to get him to talk, letting him know she was listing to him.

Miroku stopped and sighed. "Sango the Lord gave me words, words that I'm afraid I don't understand, words that worry me."

Sango looked at him with pleading eyes.

"What did he say?"

Miroku looked at Sango."Fear,"

Sango now looked confused "Fear?"

Miroku looked away from her "All he said was fear."

Sango did fear.
What Miroku had just told her sent chills up her spine. As they both knew a war was going on, but they also both knew that that was not what the Lord was talking about when he said fear. So fear they did.

Sesshomaru stood in this room, discarding his blood covered shirt and armor, also tossing his swords to the side, not caring at all. His father opened his door, stepped in and closed it behind him. Sesshomaru's back was to him.

"What is it that you want father that you would dare step in this Sesshomaru room without permission."

His father didn't need permission, but since Sesshomaru was to become the Lord of the land, after the war, he felt it his right to above his father.

"Sesshomaru there are matters of which we need to speak of."

"Then speak father." his back still to him.

"It is about the girl."

Sesshomaru turned around and looked at his father.

"Sesshomaru the girl is under our protection."

"She is under your protection father, not mine."

"She was supposed to mate your brother."

"Indeed,"

"Sesshomaru," His father said getting annoyed with his son.

"I and the Lord of the North shook on honor to combined our lands, and power. We swore to protect the girl she was to mate your brother this was to bind our honor, our agreement."

"Father I know all of which you speak of why is it that you feel the need to tell me of what I already know?"

His father just stood there; this was not going to be easy. His father did not think it wise to continue there talk at the moment his son was in a foul mood for good reasons so he would wait till tomorrow, but no longer for what he had to say, and what his son had to do, had to happen before his son left for battle once more.