The two sixteen-year-old K'miri girls walked through the busy midday market streets, baskets in hand.It was Onua's birthday, and her best friend, Sibani, was accompanying her at the marketplace to choose a new horse and buy tack as a gift from her parents .Onua loved horses more than anything.
"Oh, look! Sabani, have you ever seen a more beautiful horse in all of your life?" The horse in question was a deep mahogany color with a black mane and tail.
"I don't know, besides, I don't like horses."Sabani said as she backed away in fear.
"Hi." The unsuspected voice made Onua jump. "Sorry if I scared you; I'm Dhananjay...I'm Jay to all my friends. I own these horses." The merchant was a boy;he didn't look much older than Onua. He was handsome with thick black hair, red lips, tan skin, and beautiful dark brown eyes with traces of a color best described as honey. He was very* handsome.
"I'm Onua.That's a really beautiful mare you have."Onua had a weakness for boys -she was fighting down a lump in her throat.
"Yeah she is ." there was an uncumfortable silence between them. "Her name's Horse" Jay stared at her with a gleam in his eyes that was almost hypnotysing.He had her under his spell.Finnally he broke it.Onua was turning beet red,and she knew it.
"Uh...how much does horse cost?"
"50 K'mirins even."
"I'll take her."she said reachig into her purse. "How much does the tack cost?"
"A curry comb, a soft brush, a hard brush, a saddle,a saddle blanket, saddle bags, and so on cost 20 k'mirins.If you ride bare back you get the brushes,and the saddle bags, that costs 15 k'mirins."
"I ride mostly with a saddle.What's my total?"Jay thought for a minute, scratching the figures in the sand.
"70 k'mirins.Will you ride Horse out?"the boy asked, as he got the tack .
"Ummm...sure!"she tossed her hair back -if he could flirt,why shouldn't she?
"Oh, look! Sabani, have you ever seen a more beautiful horse in all of your life?" The horse in question was a deep mahogany color with a black mane and tail.
"I don't know, besides, I don't like horses."Sabani said as she backed away in fear.
"Hi." The unsuspected voice made Onua jump. "Sorry if I scared you; I'm Dhananjay...I'm Jay to all my friends. I own these horses." The merchant was a boy;he didn't look much older than Onua. He was handsome with thick black hair, red lips, tan skin, and beautiful dark brown eyes with traces of a color best described as honey. He was very* handsome.
"I'm Onua.That's a really beautiful mare you have."Onua had a weakness for boys -she was fighting down a lump in her throat.
"Yeah she is ." there was an uncumfortable silence between them. "Her name's Horse" Jay stared at her with a gleam in his eyes that was almost hypnotysing.He had her under his spell.Finnally he broke it.Onua was turning beet red,and she knew it.
"Uh...how much does horse cost?"
"50 K'mirins even."
"I'll take her."she said reachig into her purse. "How much does the tack cost?"
"A curry comb, a soft brush, a hard brush, a saddle,a saddle blanket, saddle bags, and so on cost 20 k'mirins.If you ride bare back you get the brushes,and the saddle bags, that costs 15 k'mirins."
"I ride mostly with a saddle.What's my total?"Jay thought for a minute, scratching the figures in the sand.
"70 k'mirins.Will you ride Horse out?"the boy asked, as he got the tack .
"Ummm...sure!"she tossed her hair back -if he could flirt,why shouldn't she?