Forty-Nine.
Sesshoumaru's mind was clouded with dreadful thoughts.
He was the most powerful lord in the whole land, from North to South – rumors of his strength and influence had already reached the continent, turning his person into a legend. Yet his enemies crawled in the dark like worms, waiting only for the right moment to overthrow him, searching for any weakness –
– and there he went, letting himself turn by a human into this!
He shivered, thinking of what that inconvenience would cause inside his court.
Chaos would erupt – his rightful title questioned.
Perhaps…
Perhaps he should not have involved the miko.
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(100 words.)