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Chapter List
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Author�s note: Hello everyone! Sorry for the long delay between
chapters, Sesshomaru and Kitana aren�t the only ones facing challenges and
problems. The story isn�t close to be finished, most of it is already written,
but I lost my beta reader due to her going back to school full time this year�
So I did my best at correcting my story, but if one of you dear readers would
like to help me out I would be immensely relieved!
So let�s go back to where we left our beloved characters, and thanks for
your support and comments!
Chapter 28
Two days. Sesshomaru�s mother had said that her
court of spies and cut-throat informers would gather in two days, and he did
not know how he would endure through the waiting hours.
He did not try to sleep the rest of the night
after Kitana�s departure; he stayed wide awake, sitting at his father�s desk to
ruminate about the events of the last day.
At first he questioned his own decision to come
to this place and ask for assistance. One such as himself never needs help; he
only sought a way to hasten the resolution of the conflict with the wicked
Naraku. After all, one way or another he would soon be face to face with the
arrogant creature and have the pleasure of putting his sword through his flesh.
For the moment though, it appeared that Naraku showed up only when he wanted
to, allowing his enemies to track him only when it befitted him.
It would soon change.
The reason why he was in such haste suddenly
was a puzzle even for him. The skirmish with the half-youkai had begun many
months ago, almost a whole year now. When he thought about it, the face of the
human child, his human child, appeared in his mind and he did not like it at
all. What allowed this slip of a girl to worm her way inside of him in such a
quiet, treacherous manner, he had no idea. But no matter how much he tried to
lie to himself, she was the very reason why the final fight against the hanyou
would have to happen as soon as possible. He was youkai, almost immortal, but
she was not; her fragile human nature assured her a hasty death, but she should
not have to live her short life in the shadow of Naraku. He would make sure she
would not.
As the morning sun tinted the sky in orange
hues and chased the stars away, he focused on his newest ally, the one whom he
sent on a mission for him in a domain she had no idea of the complexity of.
During the night, her dark, sad emotions had slowly faded away, giving their
place to a very subtle excitement. He had grown used to it, and dismissed it
easily, but now that he wanted to know what was going on with her he found it
difficult to focus on his ally�s emotions. They were diluted in some way, hard
to read, hard to distinguish from his own boredom and
slight worry. He wondered why that would be, and decided to use the morning
hours to get back in touch with youkai he knew could help him. He would use
this time to keep an inner eye on his partner and try to decipher where she was
and what she was doing.
--
The morning went by without any new information
to add to his meager knowledge of the situation. Not only Kitana didn�t report
to him, but he lost track of her entirely; her scent was present in many areas
of the compound, but in no great concentrations and her emotions were subtle
and neutral, nothing easy to distinguish from his own feelings.
Sesshomaru was starting to feel and act like a
tiger caught in a cage, circling his domain again and again in the vain hope to
alleviate his frustration and free himself from this predicament. Noon came,
with its groups of servants running one way or another to serve food to the
higher ranking guards and the guest houses, then went.
The desire to grasp his Tokijin and burn up some accumulated energy was growing
stronger in the taiyoukai, inactivity when times called for action being an
absurdity for him. Instead, he went back to his private garden and tried to
loose himself in the contemplation of the clouds.
His tranquillity was disturbed as the sun
subtly started to head toward the west, when a small group of laughing and
chatting youkai passed close to the wall of his sanctuary. Suppressing a groan
of displeasure, he decided to investigate the reason of this disturbance, which
was a very rare occurrence in his mother�s domain. And maybe, if he was lucky,
there would be punishment to be given.
Moments later, the pristine form of the
taiyoukai appeared on the courtyard, outwardly aloof and disdainful. He was
mildly surprised at what he found; there were not only one, but at least ten
small groups of diverse forms of youkai congregating on the courtyard. Turning
his head toward the entrance of the castle, he saw that new arrivals were
landing and climbing the stairs. Some youkai came on their
own, flying up to the stairs in their primary, animalistic forms or
using youki to propel them in the sky. Some others were mounted on a variety of
flying lower youkai, winged horses, one-eyed worms,
even some that remotely resembled Ah-Un. Many came out of regally decorated
carriages hauled by either elegant flying animals or frightening predatory
beasts; those were usually accompanied by females and child, and all of them
were in awe of the view in front of them.
�Do you see what you make me do, oh my son?
Will you grant me a word, or even a gesture of gratitude, now that most of my
contacts in the human world are coming to me, ready to share in their
knowledge?�
Her words received no answer, as Sesshomaru
kept his gaze in the direction of the newcomers.
�No, of course you don�t. Are you happy to see
them, to see what I can do for you?�
Slightly irritated by her presence,
Sesshomaru�s jaw clenched.
�If those are the spies that know about Naraku,
I wonder about the quality of the information they bring here. After all, no
spy in his right mind would show his face in such a public place.�
His mother�s cheerfulness went down a notch,
and she answered him quite bitterly.
�Do not be ridiculous, my son; those are merely
messengers from my informants, at least second degree messengers. None of them
has ever seen the face of one of my spies. I employ only the very best; I do
not suffer fools. So, what do you think? Not a stone will be left unturned,
such is my power.�
Once again, her son acted as if she wasn�t even
there. She sighed theatrically.
�Who knows�? Maybe your mind is not on them at
all, after all. Maybe the betrayal of your whore is what keeps you preoccupied.
Even a heartless creature such as you could be affected by such an unexpected
treason.�
A minute contraction of an eyebrow was the only
sign that the taiyoukai was now paying attention to his mother, and she did not
miss it.
�Oh? Is that so? Is that what you are thinking
about?�
She circled him slowly, coming to a stop right
in front of him, where she turned around to contemplate the steady arrival of
youkai, her son behind her.
�I knew it was a foolish request from the
start, after all I really don�t like that girl you brought here. But Sai is
quite infatuated with the lowly little bitch. She has been pestering me with
this ridiculous request since the meeting yesterday. I even told her that as
soon as you learned, you would hunt them both down and kill her as well as her
new play toy. But you know how girls are when blinded by love, don�t you my
son? I could never understand; how unnatural is that, tell me? If females were
meant to be together, then we would know it, after all! But no, there was no
reasoning her, her mind was set.
Finally, when the fox Yoko came to me and asked
me to fulfill her demand, I let her officially take the girl in as her
assistant. After all, he is Sai�s superior and his lover too, so who am I to go
against his will? Those two have something in store for this female of yours,
and I can�t begin to fathom what they have in mind.�
She shuddered quite theatrically.
�These two are wicked. But apparently this
Katina, or Kitana, is quite skilled in Sai�s specialty, and it was their excuse
for wanting her under her command. Well, I sure hope she tires of her new
acquisition before you get your hands on them. This little weasel is quite
handy, one of the best as I said. It is a pity she doesn�t know what is good
for her though.�
Sesshomaru was still standing behind his
mother, his eyes now bearing holes in her back. However, when she turned
halfway around to see his reaction, he diverted his gaze to the horizon.
�Your words mean nothing to me, Mother. This
Sesshomaru is simply weary of waiting for tomorrow�s meeting. Time slips away,
and even though we have plenty, it is ill advised to waste it on idle chatter.�
A smile appeared on the lady�s figure, creating
shadows underneath her eyes and accentuating the sharpness of her fangs.
�My son, take patience. The reunion will come
soon enough; with all the intelligence gathering here you will know of your
enemy�s whereabouts in due time. In the meanwhile, if you are so weary, feel
free to join these youkai. Many games and a feast are planned for today; after
all I must entertain my guests. And please, if you could refrain from
definitely damaging Sai, I would be grateful, my son. In spite of her weird
tastes in love, she is one of my favorite here.�
Having said that,
she left him at his musings to attend to some of the newcomers. Her white form was soon sitting
regally upon her throne, with youkai piling up at her feet, bowing to her in a
way the taiyoukai found degrading and disgusting. One such as him did not need
such displays to know of his own grandeur, and the pleasure that his mother
took in making the less noble youkai beg for her attention sickened him.
Her words though puzzled him immensely. They
made absolutely no sense, and yet at the same time they struck a sensible part
of him that he did not like in the least, a part that showed its ugly head at
the meeting the day earlier. Others would call it jealousy, but he envisioned
it as a justified disdain over the short-haired female that ogled his
companion. His mother�s words could very well be false, a way to provoke him
and push him to act as a fool. But what if they were true? What if the reason why he didn�t see nor felt Kitana that morning
was because she had switched allegiance? Could she put an end to their empathic
link if she so desired? Or maybe� Maybe she had fed
from someone else, creating another mental connection and thus destroying the
first one? The marten did make her attraction toward Kitana very obvious, to
him at least, and if he knew one thing about martens and their cousins the
lowly weasels, is that they were devious enough to get what they wanted, by any
means necessary. Their attitudes were usually out of place and very misguided,
but if it was true that the stoat had caught Kitana in her net, he would put an
end to it. After all, he wanted his companion right by his side at this moment,
not frolicking with the first willing damsel she met.
He lingered in place for a moment, trying to
determine if his intervention was justified or if his mother was somehow
playing her cards and preparing something. Some plan to strengthen him, of
course, but a wicked and dangerous plan altogether.
He finally decided to let events unfold when a
large silhouette detached itself from the group of incoming visitors, walking
decidedly in his direction. He almost let a sigh escape his lips when the
person waved eagerly to him, before shouting in a thunderous voice.
�Sesshomaru-sama! I was looking for you, dear
friend!�
�Medved.�
As he approached, the bear�s cheerful attitude
became serious, a rare sight in itself.
�We need to talk, my friend. Away from prying
ears, and believe me it won�t be easy with all these boot-licking spies
congregating.�
Sesshomaru was not in the mood for a
conversation with the bear, yet at the same time he had never once seen the
Russian youkai in such a state of mind. He looked preoccupied, and was looking
around them suspiciously, in a nervous way that was totally unlike him. But the
bear was his departed father�s friend, not his own, and so he turned his back
to him and started his way toward his quarters. To his dismay, the great youkai
mistook his attitude for an invitation to follow.
�Now is not the time, bear. This Sesshomaru has
things to attend to.�
�Well, is saving your companion Kitana one of
these things? Because if it�s not, I think you�ve got to change your
priorities. No offense, my friend.�
Sesshomaru�s white form slowed down before
coming to a halt. Once again, her name had surfaced. How irritating was it that
every time he tried to push her away from his mind, to give her his trust and
let her do the tasks she decided to undertake last night, one came to him with
disturbing news about her?
�Hn.�
Both of them headed toward the chambers of the
former Lord of the Western Lands.
--
The empty cup of sake made a resonating sound
when it was, for the fourth time, knocked on the wooden table.
�Ah,
Sesshomaru-sama!
I thought I remembered your father�s special brew of sake, but my memory was
faulty! It is even better than I remembered; shame to me to have forgotten how
heavenly this beverage is!�
Sesshomaru was sitting cross-legged on the
cushions behind his father�s desk, his posture rigid and formal. To his right,
the picture of his sire shone in the afternoon light, and to the bear that sat
before him the sight was magnificent and reminiscent of old times. That was the
reason he gave to obtain the liquor on which he had quickly inebriated himself.
�Now that your memory is refreshed, you will
tell me what you so desperately needed to talk about.�
The large man raised his head and scratched his
red beard pensively.
�What did I need to talk about, again?�
A pair of ember eyes met with
his own, and there was no trace of tolerance in them. They meant
business.
�Oh yes, my Lord, yes. I wanted to tell you��
Medved held his breath and looked around them
as if he suspected the walls to have ears, sniffing the air to make sure no one
was around. This offended Sesshomaru, for he would have detected an indiscreet
ear and dispatched it had he sensed its presence.
�I wanted to tell you that you must save Miss
Kitana!�
�Kitana-sama.�
The bear looked puzzled.
�Huh?�
�For you, she is Kitana-sama, Medved.�
The bear opened wide eyes before bowing with
reverence.
�Oh, forgive me my Lord. She already made her
way into my heart, with her bold attitude when she met me. Most girls cower in
fear before me, at least the first time they see me, not like her. But you are
right, she is quite deserving of the title. Isn�t she?�
�Hn. And why should I waste my time on
saving her? As far as I know, she can take care of herself.�
The bear shook his head sadly, his eyes almost
hidden behind his bushy brows.
�Something that I do not like is going on here,
Sesshomaru-sama. This morning, she appeared in the dojo in the company of Sai
the marten. Together they directed and arbitrated most of the games offered to
the families and offspring of the messengers and spies.�
A bland look on his face, Sesshomaru doubted
once again his own sanity in accepting the presence of the bear in his study.
�Will you let this happen? Sesshomaru-sama, my
friend, I do not recognize you here! Don�t you know who she is, this Sai?�
�Mother presented her as the head of her
informants, which means a spy, as far as I know. And I don�t see how Kitana
could be in danger whilst entertaining children and housewives.�
The giant man pressed his open palm onto his
face, massaging his eyes and chin and sighing before he spoke again.
�No no no, my friend, you have it wrong, so
wrong� Spies are not soldiers, they have no hierarchy or chain of command, and
if they had one it would certainly not be Sai. She is sometimes used to spy or
gather information, but that is not her true line of work. And I heard that
Kitana-sama has been hired to be her second. That is an awful thing, an awful
thing my friend!�
�And why is it so awful?�
The bear dramatically lowered his head, coming
level with Sesshomaru�s golden eyes.
�Because she is
the executioner here in this castle. She is employed by Yoko the fox to torture and
force the truth out of youkai that betrayed your mother and believe me, once
one is between her claws, one talk. She is known for the viciousness of the
torments she brings upon her victims, and now, Kitana-sama will work at her
side. Isn�t it terrible?�
The taiyoukai directed his intense gaze to the
bear, and after a moment that seemed to stretch infinitely, he spoke a few
chosen words.
�You are protecting Kitana-sama�s morality
eagerly, Medved. Why do you assume she did not choose this by her own free
will?�
Sesshomaru�s words had stunned the bear, and
the taiyoukai�s piercing gaze froze him into place.
�You mean� You mean she could actually be
willing?�
No answer came forth, only the hard look from
icy golden eyes.
�But the marten is a devious one. Word is
spreading that she wants Kitana-sama under her command in the bed as well as in
the torture room. Isn�t that terrible? Soldiers and servants alike are shocked
by this scandal and it wouldn�t surprise me if one of them attempted something
against Kitana-sama. They wouldn�t dare approach Sai herself, they know too
well what would happen to them if they did, but a weak youkai such as Kitana is
easy prey for them. I tell you my friend, I�m afraid they won�t let such an
unnatural thing happen here, and they won�t be soft of her.
And there is also the matter of the fox, who was up until now the official bed companion of the
marten. He seems to appreciate your friend a lot, Sesshomaru-sama, in an
indecent way. He even accepted both girls under his command, not caring about
the scandalous gossiping going on. If things go on, Kitana-sama will be
dishonored and maybe even killed. Why would you let such a fate to befall your
lover, my friend?�
In answer, an eyebrow was lifted, and upon
seeing this the bear youkai almost visibly shrunk in
despair.
�Hn. Lovers we are certainly not. You try my
patience, Medved, and you are dismissed. Go cure your sake, and do not worry
yourself over Kitana�s wellbeing again. She is a grown woman; she knows how to
care for herself.�
The bear waited a moment before rising on shaky
legs, searching for an answer in the bland face of his friend�s son. He finally
gave up and made his way toward the door, his determination flattened by his
failure. Shoulders abated, he stopped just before exiting the room.
�I sure hope you know what you are doing, my
friend. I sure hope.�
That being said, he left Sesshomaru to his
musings.
--
Twilight was finally entering the room as the
sun continued its travel toward the horizon. The air was chilled by the
approach of the night, and yet the white haired taiyoukai who sat on the
cushions behind his father�s desk did not care about it in the slightest.
He had spent the remainder of the afternoon
pondering over many difficult subjects. Things lately had been moving fast, and
this time spent by himself waiting for information to
come to him was both a frustration and a gift. He used it to review the reasons
behind his presence on his mother�s turf, which although humiliating, were very
logical and well thought out. His disdain for his enemy Naraku was quickly
turning into hatred, and he was finally accepting it. No matter how much he
despised expressing emotions, he had come to term with this particular one and
now he could not wait to see how he would feel when his enemy would fall to the
ground, fatally wounded by the sword born from his very flesh.
Those matters were quickly resolved, and his
past decisions reviewed and confirmed easily. As the sun set, his mind was now
upon the biggest puzzle of his present life. Sesshomaru was musing over his
companion�s attitude which had gone in the past days from open friendliness to
a more reserved, closed-up demeanour, tinted with a sadness that wasn�t unlike
grief in a certain way, and a despair he couldn�t begin to understand. Then the
outburst of yesterday night when she declared to him how she intended to become
useful was in total contrariety with her behavior mere hours ago at the meeting
with his mother�s puppets. Adding to that the fact that their emotional link was
slowly fading away, and he was at a lost concerning her. What was going on with
Kitana was out of his grasp, incomprehensible, and it
only added to his present frustration.
What he knew
however, as much as he despised to admit it, was that he would not let her
abandon him for the marten. At the moment, he wanted her right by his side,
under his control, and he didn�t know if it was still the case. Could he trust
the words spoken about her betrayal, about her change of camp, her infatuation
with a lowly creature not worthy of cleaning the dust from her feet? He
couldn�t believe this change of situation, not after her declaration of the
previous night, but he had terrible doubts that he could not silence or ignore.
The fact he knew for sure was that she was in turmoil, her soul torn by
terrible feelings and it started when she saw the portrait of his father. That
was when her confidence and happiness crumbled to the ground in pieces, and
everything else went downhill afterward. Would his father once again deprive
him of what was rightfully his, even beyond his grave?
As the last
ray of sun disappeared on the horizon, his patience dimmed and died. He rose on
his feet, determined to seek Kitana out, investigate her relationship with the
marten and if what his mother and the bear told him were found to be true, he
would shake some sense back into her. He could not understand why she would
prefer this Sai over him; after all, he was infinitely more powerful than the
crafty little mink, his social position couldn�t be better, and he offered her
freedom of movement and mind where the stoat could only enslave her and make
her a puppet. His jaws and fist closed down forcefully when he thought about
her past as a slave, the abuses she had to go through in order to live, and he
couldn�t begin to fathom why she would go back to that kind of life. It wasn�t
love, he would have felt it. As for the lust and physical attraction that was
so obvious between the two females, he could surely provide it if it was what
she needed. Yes; power, freedom and carnal satisfaction were things he could
offer her easily, and freely. If she had strayed, he would get her back at his
side; how far would he have to go to achieve this depended on her.
But he would
not be betrayed without consequences.
--
Under the
light of the moon and the burning torches, the main courtyard was teeming with
life; life in so many diverse forms that it was dizzying to the non-initiated
that was Kitana. A great feast had been put together by the servants of the
castle, and every kind of youkai that could walk, crawl, fly or levitate toward
the center of the flying castle was rewarded by a variety of food worthy to be
presented to a king. Most of them were humanoid creatures with various features
that distinguished them from humans, such as scales, claws, wings or fangs.
These appeared to be the most respected youkai in the courtyard, the others
giving way to them when they approached a table or one of the sitting areas
covered with plush cushions and set at the periphery of the place.
Other youkai
appeared more like animals walking on two legs and sporting clothes, fur
covering their whole bodies and speech impeded by tongues and larynx not made
to produce words. Plants and minerals seemed to be part of the lot as well,
some having a pleasant facial expression, others having no head or eyes
visible.
Many of the
youkai had children with them, and the little ones were running wildly around
the adults, playing tricks on each other like any normal kid. Except that the
tricks in question were of a more deadly sort, as was illustrated when a small
elemental youkai used his fire magic on a young bird youkai, instantly making
its feathers turn to ridiculous melted twigs. The parents though didn�t seem to
mind, as it was clear that the very same fate would be brought upon any bird
foolish enough to take on an adult fire youkai.
Amongst the
crowd, a curious trio was walking slowly, youkai of every status making way for
them with fear in their eyes. A young marten female was walking boldly ahead of
her companions, not sparing a look for the commoners assembled around them. Her
short black hair was carefully groomed into spikes that gave her an aggressive,
ominous look only accentuated by the dark grey shadows underlining her eyes. The
dress that she wore on that occasion was revealing to say the least; on her
right shoulder was the only strap that held the charcoal and grey silk on her
petite frame, the color contrasting vividly with her pale white skin and the
striated grey markings on her forearms and hands. The garment ended up unevenly
midway down her left calf, going further up on her right hip before descending
again in her back. Attached on the muscled length of her right calf with a
leather strap was a short but deadly looking dagger, its silver hilt engraved
with the design of a snarling mustelid.
Following
closely behind was a regal looking fox youkai, wearing an extravagant green
kimono with bright orange and gold embroidering. His red hair bound into a high
ponytail cascaded down to his waist, and he kept playing with a loose strand
while looking disdainfully at the crowd gathered on the castle�s courtyard as
if they were mere ants running at his feet. His attention was although focused
on the female walking beside the marten, and in between two sneers at drunken
youkai he always brought his eyes back to her. To her backside, to be precise, which was swaying sensuously from left to right, then right to
left, sending a hypnotic wave in the long flowing translucent black pants that
barely covered her forms.
Kitana was
dressed for the occasion just as she was for the disastrous meeting of the
previous day. The golden ornaments on her head, tail and back spines reflected
the light of the torches that were being lighted in preparation for sundown.
She was well aware of the eyes of the fox upon her, but she paid him no mind.
She was walking proudly behind Sai, dark glares daring any youkai to come up in
public against their couple. So far none had risen to the challenge, all being
quite submissive before the marten and fox that were accompanying her, but she
could feel their blood boiling at their approach.
When they
finally navigated their way through the whole crowd, reaching the tables where
the food was offered, a tall creature detached itself from the others and made
its way toward them. A huge tower of muscles and fat, crowned by a thick red
beard and severe looking red eyebrows, finally stopped moving mere feet before
the trio, menacing them by its height only.
�Medved-sama.�
The fox and
marten saluted the giant bear with a slight bow of the head, crudely announcing
their superiority over the wandering traveller. The bear returned the salute,
rigidly.
�Do you have
something to say, Medved-sama? Don�t you enjoy this pleasant evening, all the
food, the company and the music? You are ruining it for us though, so please
speak or let us have our fun.�
The bear
clenched his fists, clearly stricken by anger at the fox�s words, but managed
to keep his cool.
�It is a
pleasant evening; the food is great. The company could be better though, and
the music I didn�t notice.�
The fox raised
a single eyebrow.
�Oh? The
company could be better? Are you speaking of anyone in particular, bear?�
The chest of
the huge bear youkai seemed to inflate even more upon hearing this comment, but
he shook his head.
�No; I tire
easily of company, I am a loner. But if you don�t mind, I would like a word in
private with Lady Kitana here.�
Sai was
silent, her untrusting eyes fixed upon the large youkai. Kitana appeared
passive, not really acknowledging the demand of the bear and not really
refusing it either. Both girls appeared to be waiting for the events to unfold.
The fox turned
his head toward the black skinned female and an evil smirk appeared on his
face. Boldly, he encircled her waist with his arm and put his other hand on her
shoulder, bringing her as close to him as he could. Sai followed his cue by
placing herself on the other side of Kitana and leaning a bit against her, her
arms folded and a smile on her lips that matched the sneer on the fox�s lips.
�And what do
you have to say to my friend here that we can�t hear? Because we are close
friends, you know. Very close. We can certainly share what you need to say,
bear.�
With eyes
enlarged by disbelief, Medved tried to speak but appeared as though he couldn�t
find the words. Finally, he turned around and left them, only to change his
mind at the last second and come back, facing Kitana�s gold and black gaze.
�Kitana-sama. Whatever you think you are doing with
these two, it�s going to end badly. Please come to your senses. Sesshomaru-sama
will forgive you if you go back to him.�
Kitana�s
attitude went from indifferent to angered when she heard these words, and she
detached herself from her new friends to face the bear, eyes reduced to slits
that reminded them all of her previous travelling companion.
�This has
nothing to do with Sesshomaru. Mind your own business, bear.�
A large smile
on his face, Yoko heartily applauded Kitana�s outburst, while Sai was already
running after the irate female who had left them with no warning. Saddened by
the unexpected attitude of the one he wanted to help, and irritated by the
gleeful laughing of the fox, Medved the great Russian
bear shook his head and left the scene, going toward the tables offering
alcohol. This country had no vodka, but their sake would certainly do.
--
This was the
scene that unfolded under the watchful eyes of Sesshomaru. His ire only grew
when he witnessed Kitana walking side by side with the marten, and followed by
the devious fox. It was more than a confirmation of what he thought was only
gossip, malicious gossip intended to put him off balance in a crucial moment;
it was truth, bare truth that hurt like hell. But the moment the fox embraced
Kitana in a gesture even him, who shared his soul and maybe more than that with
her, would not dare perpetrating, his anger flared. He would have jumped right
into the crowd to slay the fox, had Kitana only lifted a finger in denial of
his bold advances. But to his dismay, she did not push him away. She was
clearly with the marten, but she accepted the touch of the fox. It was like he
fell into a very cold, icy lake and sank to the bottom of it. So instead of
attacking, he stood motionless, frozen into place, on the rooftop that allowed
him a perfect view of the courtyard.
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