Chapter 37
"Pleasantries aside…what counsel do the Lord of the West and the Shikon Miko seek to warrant such a perceptibly swift journey to my grove?"
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Once Sesshoumaru had given his explanation, Bokusenou's eyebrows creaked as he drew them together in a frown, "Step closer, my dear, so that I might appraise your injury."
Without hesitation Kagome did as requested; carefully tugging apart her collar and revealing the discolored flesh of her left shoulder. Hollowed eyes quickly slid to Sesshoumaru before returning to her wound. "Such malice…" he whispered; the leaves on his branches rattling with his train of thought.
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