Clumsy 053: Indiscretion

Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this topsy turvy tale… especially for the one who cannot hide the truth. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.

Chapter 53: Indiscretion

Miroku ushered them into the elegantly-appointed home of the village’s lord, who wrung his hands. “Thank you for coming… and for your discretion.”

Kagomaru’s mother quickly hurried to kneel beside a young woman. “Lady Izayoi.”

Sesshoume frowned. Sweet-faced and soft, with an abundance of long, black hair—Izayoi’s silken layers failed to hide the reason her father craved privacy.

She stiffened, then snatched Kagomaru’s sleeve.

“What?” her husband whispered.

But Sesshoume simply held him back. It was instinct.

Because she’d detected a scent she knew. And any male from outside the pack risked his life by approaching a pregnant female.


Original Posting Date: October 11, 2016
Prompt: Privacy, suggested by Elle Blessingway
Words: 100


Summary: She was the most sought-after demoness at court, but no suitor could conquer her. He was only trying to feed his family when his stray arrow felled a mythical beast. A kind-hearted man. A fierce lady. A romance told in bits and pieces. Genderbent SK. Begins here. To scroll through archived chapters, use the Clumsy tag. To suggest a one-word prompt, visit the Clumsy Prompts post.

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