There's a box. A pearl. An ancient staff. And as understanding dawns on her, levity spares him grace.
The fur suddenly isn't so heavy anymore.
Leaning closer, she hovers over the box, excitement and pink sparks of power snapping off her like sparklers. "That's—"
"Yes."
Her hand covers her mouth, tears once again bright in her eyes. "Why?"
"Re-establish trust." He speaks quietly, lifting the pearl. "But yours was first violated a very long time ago."
Before she can respond, Sesshoumaru picks up the staff and slams the gem, ripping the seam between worlds.
"Allow me to amend that."
A/N: Short update today. I needed a break from other things I was working on, and this one wanted to get out. This part isn't over. More is to come. Thank you so much to everyone still reading and all of your comments!