The servants said that Izayoi-hime, their new mistress, was a bitch. A pain in the ass. A prima donna.
Who cares if they were right. How dare Father sell me to that oaf? I wanted to break something. I wanted to run. I wanted out.
What I wanted didn't matter.
I went to the forest to calm down (the only good thing about my husband's lands. Wretched pig).
Then I saw him there. Silver starlight, golden secrets. Silk-sheathed steel. Perfect.
I told him to bugger off.
He raised an eyebrow. "Make me."
Who says love at first sight doesn't exist?
A/N: Niamh, I'm gonna blame you for this one, because your wonderful story (http / . everniamh . com / niamh / newniamh / fanfiction . html ; take out the spaces and go read that story, it rocks!) put the image of a rather feisty lady in my mind as Inuyasha's mom. The whole strength-testing thing just made a whole lot of sense in my mind at some point, so… out popped this. :D Hey, Inuyasha couldn't have got all that pigheadedness from one side, could he?