The Royal Guard by Chickpea

Blood

Thousands of demons crowded the lush field that lay hidden behind a waterfall between two mountains. The event they had all been waiting for started when masses of fireflies took to the air.

Sesshomaru stuck to his mistress like glue as they moved about the rowdy crowd of bidders.

"My, there are certainly a lot of them this evening." Disheartened, she tossed a pigtail over her shoulder.

Someone called from behind. "Giving up?"

Both demons slowly faced the intruder. Sesshomaru stood frozen under the older male's gaze.

His mistress turned her head and pouted. "Greetings, dear Ashura."

"Hey, big sis."

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prompt: wild card

words: 100