"This storm..." She muttered, brows furrowed, "It brings a foreboding with it. I do not like it." She answered.
"Akihime." Sasuke appeared across from her, bowing his head politely, "You have a guest."
"A guest?" She looked confused, "Who?"
"Uh..." Sasuke glanced up nervously, "Your...father." Akihime's thumb halted over her beads and her eyes widened slowly.
"M...My father...?"