The Wishing Well
Chapter 46
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The next day was uneventful. No little girl had fallen down a well. No one was trying to dirty his face. He did not have to carry a sleeping child from a mortified monk.
It upset him.
He could hear the footsteps of his retainer and sighed, positive he would bring with him an annoying headache.
"Lord Sesshomaru! I've found you at last!" He squawked, his arms flailing as he ran towards his master. "I heard a silly rumor that you had taken a human girl as your ward! Surely it was false, as you would not—"
"Be silent."
