Unloved

I watch him with her and realize what I will never know, amused that I even regret its loss. It is nothing but a human emotion, one I have not the time for, yet when I see him offer her a hand, a smile, a tender glance my heart clenches.

I did not even realize I could feel such things; I should be above such things. I was raised to know my place, I was a noble woman; love was an emotion I could not allow myself. Love was an emotion for humans and peasants not, one such as I. Yet somewhere through our time together I had done the unthinkable: I fell in love with my lord husband.

"My Lord," I call and he looks up at me, my heart flutters wildly within my breast.

"Yes My Lady?" His voice rumbles around me, but it is cold, warmth is only for her.

I watch as she enters the room and his eyes follow her filled with the base emotions for her that I once shunned but now long for. "Our son will return today."

"Good, send Sesshomaru to me when he arrives." He leaves with the human following dutifully behind, the human woman who receives the love I long for.