Naraku had kidnapped you some time ago. He was infatuated with you, locking you away in his home. It was large, you were free to roam it, but you would die if you left. Not because he would kill you, no. Naraku had never hurt a hair on your body. The Miasma and demons outside would kill you in seconds. He was often away for long periods of time. He had just returned from one of those spells, a smile on his face as he beckoned you closer to him.

"There's my treasure. Come, I missed you."