Fuiasu glared the annoying servant out of the room and knelt to pick up the flowers the girl had clumsily dropped. Sometimes she wondered if it was even necessary to have so much help; most of the time if she wanted something done right, she ended up doing it herself.
Standing, she moved to the window and carefully started arranging the flowers when she felt it. The Lady froze, her heart stopped and she dropped the flowers, darting after the scent of her children's blood.
Toga barely beat her there and he was surrounded by soldiers and guards. She stopped at his side, knelt as he did but stopped him when he reached for Kagome. "Her power has manifested," she said softly, studying the pup and the pink waves of power rolling off her. "She is miko, in one way or another."
Her mate frowned at the word, but drew his hand back. "She did this?!" he demanded, glancing from his unconscious son to the girl barely standing upright anymore.
Fuiasu snorted and shook her head, even as she reached for the girl. "Of course not. She protected Sesshoumaru, clearly."
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