Ghost Monkey by Paul R. Davis & Paul R. Davis

Author:Paul R. Davis & Paul R. Davis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: epic, fantasy, epic fantasy
Publisher: Crazy Ink
Published: 2020-05-12T16:00:00+00:00

SUGRIVA AND PRISHA saw each other nearly every day, often through planned accidents, so they could meet in public and not raise too much suspicion. People still whispered on how the two janaav teetered on the edge of their paths, but Divyan dismissed the gossip.

Sugriva and Prisha bumped into each other at the market. Sugriva had some beets, while Prisha bought a beautiful collar. A warm smile touched Sugriva's lips. "How strange to see you here, Prisha. I see you bought a beautiful neck thing."

Prisha laughed, cheeks turning red. "Yes. It's a collar made of turquoise. It's supposed to be lucky." She nodded to the beets as she closed the distance. "You are eating beets tonight?"

"No." Sugriva shook his head. "After you roast them, they look like guts. I use them to scare the children."

The young woman's jaw dropped as she gasped. "You are a monster, Sugriva. What a horrible mind."

He walked close enough to whisper, "You should see what I'm thinking of you right now."

Her cheeks reddened more, followed by a giggle. "I would very much so like to see those thoughts. Maybe you could show me."

That made Sugriva uncomfortable. At least in public. "Some day. When you fly us away from here." He looked up, the mirth leaving both their eyes.

"You know I can't, Sugriva. My path. Your path."

"What happened to the talk of dharma is nothing more than shackles?"

She looked away, anywhere but into Sugriva's eyes. "I am to be a proud hawk." She paused, pondering the next words carefully. Then she looked straight at Sugriva. "So I can impress my future hawk husband."

It was an intentional jab, and he knew it, one to kindle jealousy because she disliked of their conversation. When Sugriva recovered, he said, "A worthy husband won't care how you fly."

Prisha moved out of the market, into a back alleyway. Sugriva followed, until they were away from the din, in between tight buildings, with trees providing cover overhead.

His hand reached out and laid over hers, and his heart thumped noisily in his ears. She interlaced her fingers with his, and his fear that she didn't feel the same abated.

"I wonder who that future husband will be." She grinned, her free hand pulling strands of hair back from her face. She leaned closer, and Sugriva met her lips. The first kiss was gentle and restrained. The second kiss was savage; he pressed her hard against a tree.

Half their clothes laid strewn across the dirt path, and once finished with play, they pulled their belongings together again. Prisha couldn't stop giggling, and this brought a grin to Sugriva.

"I should go," she said.

"Wait." He went to the rope and undid it. She looked mortified, but he put a finger to her lips. "I want to see you fly. I can tie them back up when you're done."

"But if anyone saw—"

"I think Divyan will have more issues with us together half-naked than with you flying."

Temporary horror crossed her face with the realization of what they just did. Sugriva touched her cheek and said, "I'll love you forever.

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