To Fulfill One's Destiny
Chapter 26- As the Sunset Appears
The whole room fell silent...
Watching as Maria carefully stepped forward into the room.
Layer upon layer of unlined dyed silks were arranged perfectly on her athletic form, a graduating sea that melted from purple to red to orange to gold flawlessly, each robe dyed specifically and precisely down to the bright gold under robe to call to mind the image of the setting sun. The uppermost purple robe was lightly impressed with images of stars set in recognizable constellation patterns. An obi of red with gold cord bound the kimono to her. Most of her hair was pulled back into a simple knot intertwined with golden ribbons that flowed with the rest of her curly/wavy hair that flowed free over her upper back. Her carefully made up face was subtle and magnified her features, she had managed to convince the servants to allow her to use makeup from her time.
Even some demonesses dropped their fans in wonder and curiosity.
What did I do? Was I really that late?
Under the intense stares of the entire room, she held her head high and acted calm, though her legs threatened to shake under all the silks.
Remember to breathe, remember to breathe. Just be yourself and everything will be fine... hopefully.
The room slowly began to revive and raise up to its former volume.
She let out a sigh of relief and allowed her eyes to scan the area.
Just as I thought, the center of attention. How can they help themselves, he's gorgeous and a lord of riches. How can he help himself,...
...when they're all so stunning?
Sesshomaru watched crossly as all the male demon nobles slowly began to flock around Maria much in the same way the female nobles surrounded him. It took them a moment to gather their wits, but they proved to be very similar to their female counterparts.
Look at them, like moths to a flame.
The males all politely sought to impress her, each vying to engage her in conversation, compliment her looks, to catch her eye for even a moment.
She looks overwhelmed, but she's enjoying it quite well.
He watched on as she smiled and laughed at each one's anecdotes, gasped at each one's war stories, and cautiously exercised her wit at few's expense, and even they were too enraptured to notice.
A foreign doll.
One male dared to touch her fingers to gain her attention.
Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes and an angry growl came from his throat.
MY foreign doll.
Maria whirled around in a dizzy circular pattern, attempting to focus on each new male that spoke and give him her attention so she wouldn't seem rude, not noticing how they all had focused solely on her.
"How fortuitous it was for you then!"
"That seems to be your army's preferred attack, is it not?"
"But would you focus on me so much if you noticed your servant there swiping the food?"
Each round adorned her with more mystique and interest-according to them, no lady was as apt to be laughing so openly, discussing the gory details of battles, or speaking her mind as she did.
Trying to answer each and every companion, she felt someone touch her fingers and turned to find the person.
To find him hanging in the air, his throat securely held in Sesshomaru's grasp.