Yes, yes. There is no excuse for why I've been so terribly tardy with updates. In any case, here you go!

Also - there is a fair bit of Inu/Kagome in this fic so be prepared! In any case, more chapters will follow. Review please?

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The curse that left his mouth made the guards sweat and the maids flinch. They valued their heads, and wouldn't dare provoke their master's already volatile, moody temperament, but today, he seemed unusually irritated.

The maids demurely bowed their heads when the master snatched the towel from her hand and strode towards the bath. Only after he shut the door did they bother to speak.

"It's that blasted invitation." The maid mouthed to the other, who shook her head.

"But he is devilishly handsome." One of them sighed when they made good distance from the bath. After exchanging a quick glance at each other, both maids giggled.

"As long as he doesn't have your head."

"Hm, I wouldn't mind giving him my head - if you get my drift." The cheeky maid wiggled her eyebrows. Their giggles and chatter zoned out as he entered the laundry rooms.

All this is her fault.

He thought angrily, stripping himself of layers of clothing before stepping into the large pool of hot water.

Thoughts of that annoying woman kept rising to the surface like the tiny air bubbles in his fresh bath water. Any attempts to push her into the furthest corners of a dark abysmal place in his mind remained futile. With ease, she would break through the barrier and beckon to him... call to him with a bittersweet song full of longing, desire and promises of fulfillment.

So sinful and tempting was her song that had he been a man, he would have fallen victim days ago.

As it were... he wasn't a man. At least in the physical sense. While he couldn't find words to describe the darkness that lurked within him, he knew that it was something that was best kept at a distance. It scared him, the intensity with which the shadows clouded his better judgement.

In sleep, his dreams were dark and in waking moments, his thoughts were destructive. Yet, he kept a tight rein on that part of himself.

There was only one time that he had allowed the darkness to take over. What he remembered was waking up to four priests in his bedroom and a pendant around his neck, which he was never to remove until he was to find a priestess who could cleanse him of whatever sins he carried.

As to whether or not the lurking darkness within was in fact unclean, he was unsure. What he was sure of was that it was dark and foreboding.

"It's not hot enough," he croaked. Immediately, a scantily clad maid entered the room and released another duct located mid-way from the brim of the large bathing area from which hot, scalding water flowed from the top of his head down his body.

Yet he felt nothing but the iciness of solitude. It was in complete opposition to how he felt when she graced the darkness with her presence. Only then would he feel a flicker, if only just a flicker, of warmth washing over him, leaving him longing, nay starving, for more.

How could he have been so confused? The books he had read from his days in college, had proven that salvation for one such as he would come from a priestess. However, the other day, in the presence of her sister... the younger one, he had all but lost his mind with an uncontrollable longing for something that he couldn't describe.

"Your lordship's guests have arrived and are being served in the dining hall," a maid called out from the bath entrance.

He had heard their heavy footsteps before they stepped on the concrete pathway of his estate.

Without responding, he submerged himself under the bath water, not bothering to fill his lungs with air. His long hair floated on the water surface like a mystic veil. The large green pendant, firmly attached to a thick chain around his neck, floated upward in the crystal clear water. The deep crack on the pendant, her gift to him from the other day, shimmered in the water.

Where the priestess Kagome was concerned, there had been lust and unhealthy obsession. With Rin, however, there was something entirely different. Something he had not seen at the outset having met her at least twice before. Once when she had come to visit Kagome at their theology school and the other when they had briefly met at a ball shortly after she had turned 16. Had she always been a wallflower? Or, had he been the fool not to notice that she was much, much more.

A diamond in the rough.

A desert rose.

As the tales of old often spoke about the daughters of men being bound to the sons of gods, he was sure he had met his other half.

A simple touch was all the proof he needed to confirm any doubts he may have had about who she truly was. It was a rush of energy, delicate like little butterflies fluttering on his hands, but a feeling so pure and innocent that he couldn't express in words. Other than the one underlying truth that he felt whole, sated and fulfilled.

The melding of her power with his own caused the infernal crack in his pendant. He had yet to learn if the crack lessened the power of the pendant.

It could have been several minutes later, he wasn't sure, when he finally lifted himself completely out of the bath. Heavy droplets of water dripped down his muscular frame as he strode towards the maid at the foot of his bath.

"I'll be down momentarily," he announced, while tying a towel around his waist and heading in the direction of the door that was connected to his personal quarters.

Entertaining his guests wouldn't take much of his time. Then, he would respond to the invitation. Rin would be present, of that he was certain.

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With her hands and feet bound, there was little Kagome could do past banging against the metal bars with the sole of her boots or cursing the demon Inuyasha to the seven levels of hell in the most unladylike way possible.

Out of breath, and curses, she leaned against the metal bars. Their coolness was a reprieve from the heat of the sun, which was high in the sky.

It's already noon.

Kagome turned around to face the horsemen. Only to raise a brow in surprise that Myoga, the flea was not leading the carriage. Was that a... a tanuki?

"Can I get some water? I'm parched!" Kagome whined with pouty lips, hoping to get the driver's attention.

When the driver ignored her, she repeated a bit louder. "Can I please get some water, mister? If you don't care about me, at least care about your merchandise. What if your merchant lord finds out that I died because of this ungodly heat? Not only will you not get paid -"

Her rambling was interrupted by a leather pouch that smacked her head and landed in her lap with a thud.

Kagome mumbled a quiet, albeit disappointed, thanks before opening the cork plug and drinking the tepid but clean water from the pouch. Not a few minutes later, she decided another tactic.

"I need to relieve myself." Kagome bored holes into the back of the demon's head. As expected, he ignored her and continued guiding the horse down the stoney path. Grabbing the metal bars, she pushed and pulled on them as hard as she could until the carriage wobbled from side to side.

Seemingly unaffected by her mannerisms, the driver spoke calmly. "If you can't hold off for the next few hours then do it in the corner somewhere."

Kagome pulled at the bars. "You can't expect a lady like me to do something so vulgar out in the open. What if somebody was to see me? It would be terrible. Terrible!"

A few moments passed before the driver spoke. "Be discreet about it. Past a few critters, there's no sign of anyone for miles."

Defeatedly throwing her hands up in the air, Kagome pursed her lips and sat back on the hay.

A thought immediately materialized in her mind. Chanting a spell, she managed to summon a lightning bolt. Aiming it for one of the passing trees, she released it so that it rammed into a tree with a booming sound.

The driver pulled in the reins, the horse whinnied and stopped in his tracks, the carriage jerked back and forth heavily before it came to a stand still.

The driver turned to his side and finally Kagome was able to get a clear view.

He was a raccoon dog, dressed impeccably in otherwise common human attire. Heavy wool pants, white shirt underneath a black vest, a checkered cloak to keep him warm, black boots and a top hat.

Looking in the direction of where she had thrown the bolt, the driver reached for his cloak pocket and revealed a small pistol. Tying the reins to the carriage, he turned around and jumped to the ground rather smoothly. From this angle, Kagome saw his face completely. He was hairy with a snout and black beady eyes.

"You." He pointed a finger in her direction. "Stay here."

"Absolutely not! How do you know they're not waiting to distract you so they can steal me away?"

"You'll be protected in the cage." He said dismissively, and turning around began walking away from her to investigate the strange sound.

Without wasting any time, Kagome summoned a fireball and threw it in his direction, not enough to injure him but enough to make a point.

"What the -" He shrieked and stumbled back several steps but did not fall over. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I can help you. I'm a priestess - a licensed priestess. And, one who carried the Meidou Stone! I can summon magic to help you and protect you against whoever is aiming for us. This cage is subduing my powers because you know I'm powerful. Think on it, your pistol will only take you so far. You have - what, say three bullets in there?"

He blinked at her, considering her words. "If you're that good then you can protect yourself while I investigate."

With that, he started to walk off. Kagome groaned in frustration before calling out to him one more time.

"If the villains aren't after me and something happens to you, how will I reach safety? Who knows how long I'll stay here, and won't your merchant wonder about his shipment? He may come after Inuyasha and the rest."

Again the demon stopped and considered her words. After long moments, he walked back to her and stared at her for a good long while before speaking.

"I'll undo your foot binds but you walk beside me the entire time, is that understood? Also, no attacking anyone unless absolutely necessary."

"Thank you so much, kind sir!" Kagome moved to the far end of the cage, elated that her plan worked. The driver recited a charm and the small paper that was keeping the cage locked, slipped and fell to the ground.

The metal door swung open with ease. Sitting on the edge of the cage, she let her feet dangle so that the driver could undo the binds, which he did in a matter of seconds and the metal chains fell to the ground.

With a sigh of relief, Kagome rotated her feet and stretched her legs before gently hopping on the ground. Since her hands were tied, her grip slipped and she immediately fell on the cool grass. Despite being a third of her size, the driver helped her up with his little paws until she was steady on her feet.

Kagome thanked him with a smile and asked for his name. He gave her a sly look before securing the pistol in his hand.

"Hachi." He said simply and nudged his head in the direction of where she had thrown the bolt.

Asking for forgiveness from the gods, Kagome chanted a sleeping spell and aimed for Hachi's head. The spell made the target feel an intense sense of sleep and fall into a deep slumber for at least an hour. That would be enough time for escape. Within moments, Hachi drifted asleep and awkwardly stumbled to the ground until he was lying on his side.

With her hands still bound, Kagome ran back to the carriage, grabbed as much hay as her bound hands could hold and put them under his head for comfort. She straightened him out until he was lying on his back comfortably and put his hands over his belly. In his coat pocket, she found a set of keys, which after some manipulating with one hand, helped to unlock the chains around her wrists.

No longer bound, Kagome grabbed the pouch of water, undid the horse's reins, and began her journey along the clear country path in hopes of finding a way home. The horse followed close behind.

It wasn't until the later hours of the evening that she felt the need for rest. With no knowledge of how to start a fire, Kagome summoned a fire spell into a small makeshift fire pit. Her horse companion also came close to the fire and started nibbling on the grass around the tree.

"Aren't you supposed to be with the mutt?" Kagome's eyes shot open, and she struggled to put a figure to the voice. Three figures walked out from behind some dark tree trunks, it was Kouga, the wolf demon, and his two wolf companions.

"Again - he captured me. I wasn't with him willingly." Kagome clarified, relaxed now that she knew she was in company she could trust.

"Right." Kouga said, looking sheepishly at his crew before facing Kagome. "So, why are you coming back in the direction of my village?"

Kouga hooked his thumb in the direction of where Kagome had been just the other night.

"Simply because Inuyasha stole something that belongs to me. I need it before returning home." Kagome explained.

Kouga scratched the back of his head. "Well, lady priestess, you'll be not-so-pleased to know that he and his crew of misfits left the area shortly after you."

"What! Do you know where he went?"

The way his eyes flitted everywhere but to hers was unsettling. For a moment he faced his comrades as though silently asking them a question but when they shook their head, he sighed and finally faced her. "I'm sorry, Kagome."

The emancipation of the stone from her arm, while leaving her pain free and reviving her usual spirits, had blessed her with an unusual amount of bad luck. Defeated and without a new plan or course of action, Kagome sunk down to her knees.

"You could always join us. We could use a priestess on our team, right boys?" Kouga's comrades agreed gleefully.

"I need to get back home." Kagome mumbled.

"Well good luck to ya then, Kagome! It's an almost four day journey back to the Higurashi estate. Just be careful to not be eaten by the demons who run rampant in the night." One of Kouga's comrades blurted and received a prompt smack to the back of his head.

"Do show some grace, Ginta! She can protect herself. She's a priestess, right?"

"That doesn't equate to being invincible!" Kouga added before crouching down to Kagome's height. "Listen, Kagome, I have too many of my own issues to deal with. What I can promise is that at one point we will run into Inuyasha and you can have your way with him. Quid pro quo?"

Perhaps there was some truth in Kouga's words. She had attacked the half-demon Inuyasha twice now and her powers did nothing to him. The forest was a dangerous place and she could use all the help she could get. As much as the desire to return home was weighing heavily on her heart, she needed to get the stone back.

The Meidou Stone was their most precious family heirloom. That she was the reincarnation to carry the stone had never even been a thought in her mind. Only the most powerful of priestesses carried the stone within them to the living plane. This one act alone defaulted her to the position of high priestess. She couldn't wait to see the look of pride on her grandfather's face when she broke the good news to him. For now, however, allowing Inuyasha the pleasure of keeping what was rightfully hers was not acceptable.

A temporary delay. One that could potentially put them onto the path of the half-demon Inuyasha.

Kagome reached out to him with her own hand and shook it to seal their deal. "I'll come with you."

Kouga's lips upturned into a toothy smile and his comrades whistled joyfully and made some catcalls while Kouga pulled her up to standing.

One of them came to her side to pat her on the back. "Well then. We better head off to save Lady Ayame, so that Lord Kouga and she can wed, and we can rightfully take over the mountain that belongs to our tribe!"

"Fiancee?" Kouga blushed at Kagome's question.

The wolf with the spikey hair nodded. "Lady Ayame possesses your fire and spirit, Lady Kagome. That often leads her into undesirable situations especially because Lord Kouga can be... stubborn."

"Not sure why," added the first, and put his hand over his heart. "Lady Ayame is rather desirable. Right, Ginta?"

Ginta nodded agreeably. "Aye, Hakkaku. Lord Kouga would be hard pressed to find a woman of her ilk just off the street."

"We don't need any help." Kouga asserted.

"Why not?" Kagome enthused. Slightly excited at the prospects of a new adventure. "I want to put my powers to good use. How about we make a deal?"

All three wolf demons stared at her curiously. Kouga's tail wagged from side to side excitedly.

"I help you find your lady love and you escort me home safely in return?"

The wolves seem to be ponder on her words for a bit and huddled together for a quick discussion. They whispered and mumbled before facing her solemnly.

When Kouga proffered his hand, Kagome shook it once again to seal their short-term contract.

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As had been his personal ritual for the past few weeks, Sesshomaru looked outside his window. This key spot in his study gave him a personal, private view of his future bride's dwelling at Higurashi Gardens. His demonic vision let him scan over and across the land that was his ancestor's summer home, zoning into the object of his interest.

Ahead of him, he saw a faint blur of the girl chasing her ever energetic cat in circles with... no shoes? His brows lifted high enough to hide behind his bangs in amusement.

With a flick of her fingers, she expertly released the ties at the nape of her neck. Releasing thick tendrils of her black mane, she let it fly in the warm summer breeze. The orange hues of her dress, the neckline of which, in his opinion, was far too low for a woman of her ranking, rivaled the sun. The sound of her melodic laughter made its way to his ears. The actions of the anomaly that was his future wife was very unbecoming for a woman who was going to be a Lady of the House of Inu and yet he found himself fixated by the free-spirited woman.

What had prompted his earlier behavior towards her under the gazebo? Heck, he had used better words to ensnare lovely ladies from the ton for a quick fling but the manner in which he proposed, no, commanded Rin to marry him was both unfit for a powerful Inu lord and... embarrassing. The woman deserved a suitable proposal and he would give her one.

Behind him, several papers lay scattered on his desk with the exception of one newly opened letter.

Begrudgingly he turned around and faced the unsightly pile along with the work that needed his attention. Of course the clan, most especially the demon council, would be interested on his input in all matter; in particular about the case of the disappearing virgins.

Based on the information he had gathered so far, the culprit mated with victims who belonged to noble families, many of whom were ordained in holy rites. After the deed was done, he would return them, healed them of any injuries from the mating, promptly to their household.

Although he hadn't found any leads as to the identity of the culprit, he was definitely a demon based on the clear description of his appearance from the maidens. The hairs on the back of his neck tingled. Could it be that the fiend was searching for his 'destined bride' . Human brides for demon lords, while a laughable concept to one such as him, couldn't be ruled out. Unethical though his ways may be, the culprit was searching - desperately - for the one who would cleanse him of his sin.

That had struck an idea in his mind. In order to get close to the culprit, he needed a priestess. Someone with just the right amount of innocence and grit to take on such a challenge. Thanks to one of his soldiers, not only did he find one but she belonged to the Higurashi clan.

She would be well protected throughout the mission, of course. His private investigative team was no only well-trained but loyal to the Inu clan.

Apart from using her as obvious bait, he considered the prospect of marriage once the matter of the culprit was settled.

What he hadn't been ready for was the other Higurashi priestess. The one who was no longer an eight year old, and with no recollection of who he was.

"Enter."

The visitors walked in one by one in smooth languid strides towards his desk.

"The priestess is safe." Inuyasha - his half brother announced as he leaned against the study desk and took a deep whiff of the cigar he had just lit. "She's on her way to our father's castle."

"Is she unclaimed?" Sesshomaru asked.

"She's mine. I won't let anyone lay a finger on her." The look in Inuyasha's eyes would have pierced any average human.

Sesshomaru cocked a finely shaped brow.

"Are we sticking to the plan, then, Lord Sesshomaru?" Miroku asked, making himself comfortable by pouring a much needed shot of whiskey.

Not breaking eye contact with Inuyasha, Sesshomaru nodded. "We must, of course. The man's continued ignorance of our next steps is what will lead to our victory. The culprit will follow rumors about Kagome's capture, which would give us the signal to capture him. I assume you have a plan for the safety of your priestess once the chase begins."

The exchange of looks between him and his brother was intense enough to cut through air.

"Father's men are scheduled to meet with Hachi at sun down. Once inside, they will enlighten Kagome about the situation. They are planning on having her head out tomorrow afternoon. Once she does, Miroku and I will be in tow ready to attack." Inuyasha explained.

"I have been meaning to ask if you've found a use for the other priestess?" Inuyasha asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"I'll find use for her." The answer came quicker than he had hoped. "Do you need reinforcements?"

Inuyasha shook his head. "I have everything under control."

"Gentleman, may I inquire about the availability of the younger Higurashi sister - Rin?" Miroku tucked his hands behind his head and leaned back into the chair. "If you are looking for a suitable recipient, may I offer myself? I am currently single and would be happy to act as a groom for the lovely young priestess. Although Sango is my one true love, a gentleman must make sacrifices for the greater good even if it means continuing a holy bloodline."

"I'll deal with Rin." Sesshomaru said evenly, slightly perturbed at the quickness of his response.

Both heads snapped in his direction. Inuyasha's face was gaping with a frown and Miroku's eyes were as large as saucers.

"You sound awfully possessive for someone who uses humans like chess pieces." Inuyasha finally blurted with a sarcastic chuckle.

"There are benefits to working with humans especially after changes father made to the standing agreement between our kind and them, Inuyasha." Sesshomaru walked to the bar and poured himself a hard drink. "At this point, I am more concerned about the Meidou Stone and how soon it be in our possession once again."

"You mean this thing?" With a cocky smile on his face, Inuyasha pulled something out of his jacket pocket and threw it at him.

The shiny little orb landed in Sesshomaru's palm soundlessly. Holding it between his forefinger and his thumb, he studied it carefully.

"It is not the Meidou stone."

"What!" Inuyasha raised a questioning brow.

Standing up, Miroku walked towards Sesshomaru and rubbed his chin contemplatively. "I was wondering why it didn't react when you touched it."

"The Inu clan are keepers of the Meidou stone. A mere touch is enough to bring it to life." Sesshomaru clarified and continued. "Although, if this stone has come out of the Higurashi priestess-"

"It may be something else entirely." Inuyasha finished, opening his palm so that Sesshomaru transferred ownership of the tiny orb.

"It is worthless in our possession."

The doors to Sesshomaru's study flew open and a flea jumped onto the tip of Inuyasha's nose.

"Lord Inuyasha! Lord Inuyasha!" Myoga huffed and puffed. "Your priestess... She's... escaped!"

The aggressiveness with which Inuyasha's aura filled the room did not go unnoticed. Grabbing the flea in his fist, Inuyasha squeezed so that his head resembled a bubble. "You better have a good explanation for this, Myoga!"

Myoga struggled in Inuyasha's fist until he loosened it somewhat. "We better hurry, Master Inuyasha, otherwise who knows how Kouga will take advantage of poor Kagome."

"Remember the agreement of no harm coming to the girl." Sesshomaru said despite the curse that left Inuyasha's mouth.

"I have it under control." Inuyasha barked.

"Do you, now?" To Sesshomaru's comment, Inuyasha simply growled.

"You've made a huge mess of things, Myoga." Inuyasha flung the flea across the room so it landed with a thud against the wall.

"If I find one hair on Kagome's head damaged..." Inuyasha mumbled harshly as both he and Miroku strode out the study with the flea weakly jumping in tow behind them.

Sighing through his nose, Sesshomaru filled his glass a second time. Not only did he underestimate the Higurashi priestess, he gave Inuyasha far too much credit to handle something so sensitive. Since Inuyasha was his father's preferred, let him clean up his mess. In the meantime, he would keep his hands busy with cementing his reign over the Higurashi lands.

Walking back to his study table, Sesshomaru's gaze dropped to the personal hand-written letter that had been sealed with his clan's royal crest. The contents congratulated him on his recent conquest with some disappointment over his choice of a human over a demoness, however, given that his choice was a Higurashi priestess had redeemed him.

It had been long expected of him as the eldest of the Taisho clan to wed a demoness and keep the bloodline pure, but the fact that he had assuaged any fear his dear mother carried of him preferring the company of men over women, he had been promptly forgiven.

Lastly, his presence was absolutely mandatory at the mid-summer ball, hosted by none other than his mother.

The ends of his lips turned downward. The frown morphed into a growl as Sesshomaru traced his finger tips over the smooth lines of his mother's handwriting. True that he hated attending balls but the woman barely acknowledged him much less write him a heartfelt letter on not only how proud he had made not only her but his entire clan by marrying into the Higurashi household. Gifting was also not something Sesshomaru was ever at the receiving end of especially from the Inu matron.

And yet, in front of him lay a gift. Addressed to him. From his mother.

His annoyance grew.

The gift was personal hand-drafted documents for the smooth takeover of the Higurashi household. Everything from how to merge their current finances, assume property rights, refine social connections were strategically drafted, up to and including future generations of children born between him and his mate.

Rin... His mate...

Sesshomaru groaned. Leave it to his mother to blow things out of proportion especially since Rin hadn't even accepted. He had to set things right before it was too late. Quickly, he drafted a letter to Lord Higurashi requesting a personal meeting with Lady Rin.

Lady Rin...

How was it that someone so small could invade so many of his thoughts? Everything from the way she spoke to the way she dressed, the way her eyes burned with anger and the way her cheeks dimpled when she smiled consumed his waking and sleeping thoughts.

At first, it had been nothing but pure business. The joining of their households would mean prosperity for his clan but when he held her nearly dying body in his arms, something triggered within him. Something that called out to the most basic instinct for one of his kind - protection.

Something else had bubbled within him when he saw her weeping for that Kohaku boy. By chance, Higurashi-sama had been present otherwise he would have done more than just kick the Akitori's out of his now newly owned estate. And, he had acted so unceremoniously yesterday in eagerness to taste her blood to make sure that she was still pure.

Then there were those other thoughts that he kept a tight rein on. Thoughts that were best described as heated moments exchanged between lovers. With an expletive, he rushed to the bar and downed the entire bottle of whiskey in one go.

Sesshomaru shook his head. In essence, trying to shake any further thoughts of the girl free of his mind, and swept the contents of his table away in growing irritation.

Even his mistress didn't make him feel so beside himself with frustration. Nothing to this level of madness!

To make things worse, his mind kept betraying him by recalling how she looked that afternoon in her blue gown showcasing the fullness of her breasts, then yesterday in her violet colored gown that hugged her curves too tightly for his liking. The other evening she was so unkempt with her tousled black mane, sleepy eyes, rosy cheeks, and that scandalous nightgown.

"For heaven's sake, what woman walks around in a nightgown with no robe!" Sesshomaru seethed pressing a thumb to his temple.

The manner in which she walked up to him, the candlelight creating a silhouette of her every curve, full hips and unusually tiny waist, her darkish nipples hardened against the flimsy fabric of her gown and that... place at the apex of her thighs.

Sesshomaru cursed again and stormed out his study. There was no time for a formal letter. This was nothing more than a business conquest, he reminded himself, a step to strengthen his position with the demon council, and a means to gain favor with his mother.

"Ready the carriage, Master Jaken." He ordered his retainer, as he buttoned up his coat and put his top hat on his head.

"Aye, sir. The destination?" Master Jaken asked as he jumped on to the rider's side of the carriage and grabbed hold of the reigns that were tied a powerful two-headed dragoness.

"The Higurashi's." Sesshomaru gracefully jumped into the carriage, his long coat and silver hair flapping in an invisible wind and settling easily on his person when he sat in the car.

With a click of his tongue, Master Jaken pulled the reigns and the dragoness began galloping out of the estate and in the direction of his master's request.

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