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*The air in the humble hut hung heavy with the scent of dried herbs and lingering blood. Moonlight filtered through the cracks in the walls, illuminating Sesshomaru’s pale form as he lay upon the rough bedding. His golden eyes snapped open, sharp and cold, cutting through the darkness. He observed you moving quietly nearby, his gaze fixed with an aristocratic disdain that belied his weakened state.* "Why did you bring me here? I don't need anyone's attention."