One fine day soon ended and all the castle and kingdom were sleeping. It was a perfect night for sleeping and not sleeping. The mysterious mirror to reflect the image back to loving Sesshoumaru brushing Kiara in the face and then just passed the reflected image of the priestess, capturing something more than just the image, but also the soul of the girl.
Seeing that his plan was running as planned, the observer masked regained mirror that belonged to him, carrying the soul of the girl Kiara, but it did not take the life of the girl, just leave it empty inside without emotions.
The next morning, when the couple awoke, Sesshoumaru felt she was different. The loving good morning she gave him had changed, it was cold and without feeling. Her face is not denoted any expression, was lifeless, colorless and joyless, the youkai even thought she was sick, but he was not.
- Are you in need of the joy of our children ... Come my beloved, let us go down.
She rejoiced a bit, but Sesshoumaru was still not enough. I wanted to make her happy as before.
However, Nishihara looked to her mother for a second their eyes met. The body of Nishihara rang and she fainted, because the spiritual power it was able to capture the charm of the mirror, being the cause of her fainting. Sesshoumaru and hastened to put a cloth with warm water on her head.
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