I cannot stand this place yet we are confined thusly until this storm passes through. I would have preferred one farther from the edge where my superior hearing can hear every small thing passing by outside yet she has insisted it would not be in our best interest to request such a thing due to my lineage. Despite all this, she has been fawning over me during this time and not disturbing me without cause. Perhaps this is because I have been demonstrably tired and sleeping at unusually long intervals. There have been many times when she has braved the elements to seek medicinal herbs for me from the innkeeper or nearby villages to replenish my energy. It pains me that she must go alone but with my condition, it hardly seems practical that I accompany her. She demonstrates her love for me and has finally seemed to accept something is wrong but I must admit guilt riddles my conscience that I do not feel more grateful. We are only traveling aimlessly on my account. Our life has been made increasingly difficult in that way, all for the sake of improving my health. Perhaps, in her own way, she has acknowledged there is something wrong and the knowledge that she loves me allows me to breathe easier.
It is a large, comfortable room warmed by the adjoining hot spring and the small hearth in the center. I must admit the heat is a balm on my nerves, allowing me the luxury and ability to truly relax as I am doing now. Yet it is also filled with lacquered cabinets with designs made from jade and gold as well as other precious things that will forever be beyond our means. On the largest are intricate cherry blossoms surrounding a palace much like this one. On the smallest are carved demons of old. On the latter, there are times I feel their eyes following us. Kagome assures me this is a common phenomenon with such fine art as this but I cannot help my general feeling of unease.
There is something strange here. I just know not what.