Smirking, Sesshoumaru waited just outside the ring of trees that shielded the lake. Every part of him wanted nothing more than to look in on the priestess. The outfit she had on when she came barging into the clearing had left most nothing to the imagination. It had obviously been especially designed for her to run.
Fortunately it had been to his advantage. Her figure was shapely and exactly the kind he was attracted to.
Flicking his silver hair over his shoulder, he kept his eyes open and guarded her. They would be leaving as soon as she was prepared.