"Society is such a bore" she sighed to herself as she watched the various colors drift past. They were at a ball of all things. In order to be "presented" to the ton. Such foolishness. As if it had anything to do with presenting. Really, it was an excuse for the unmarried young ladies to size up their prey.
Sesshoumaru was looking suitably stoic, but she could tell he wanted to rip out someones, if not all of their, eyes. As if the pants weren't enough, now he had to deal with women who talked continuously and who insisted on pawing him. It was enough to drive anyone to the bloodbath.
However, she had her own problems to deal with. She had not been fortunate enough to escape notice and she was surrounded by both those ladies unlucky enough to be pushed out of the immediate ring around Sesshoumaru and who were looking for tidbits, and the gentlemen who had sniffed out a heiress.
"Would the lady like to take a turn around the garden?" a cloyingly charming voice asked.
She turned to see a blonde gentlemen in the soldier red with looks straight out of a prince charming description, and the faint hints of a smirk. She immediately disliked him. But of course she couldn't show that she thought he felt oily. Metaphysically of course.
She smiled, allowing herself to look up at him through her lashes. "I must decline sir. I feel that my brother would not look well on dissapearing with a stranger whose name I no naught of." She fluttered her lashes, mentally scowling, "Kami, I hate the contemporary image of women."
However it seemed to have worked, as he stammered out "...Wickham."
Author's Note:
I'm doing a little bit of revision to introduce Darcy better. I figured, my main pairing is Darcy and Kagome, and previously I had kind of jumped the gun on bringing him in.