The Wishing Well

Chapter 38

Word Count: 100


"Are you sure she's not making it up?" Her father asked, his drink in hand. Satomi shook her head, showing the painting to her husband.

"I thought she might be, but then I found this…" he frowned, looking at the picture. "Father said he was a terrible lord, known for his hatred of humans."

"So… you're saying our five year daughter traveled five hundred years into the past, and met Sesshomaru, Demon Lord of the West?" Her husband seemed skeptical, but Satomi was convinced.

"He was really nice to me!" Kagome's voice came from the stairwell. Shu sighed, eyes closed.