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The sight did nothing to engage Ere’s sexual interest, nor Sorin’s, but they still stared hypnotized at the movement, their eyes glued to Divina’s voluptuous proportions. It was like looking at a rare anomaly of nature.
A unicorn.
A shooting star.
A dancing hippo or a flying elephant.
One should always look when one had the chance. No telling when such a marvel might happen again.
“There is no magical bir—”
“Or a siren, perhaps,” Divina interrupted. “Will we meet a siren?”
“That depends on—”
“Oh, but sirens aren’t very nice,” she pouted. “They tend to sing men to their deaths. Crash their ships on sharp rocks and sink them to the bottom of the sea where the evil hussies could have their way with them.”
“Well…”
“Or a banshee? Are we looking for a banshee? Wait, that can’t be it. Banshees aren’t Greek.”
Divina chewed on her lower lip in thought.
Shifu inhaled a sharp breath to deflect her next train of rambling observations.
But she was too fast for him.
“A mermaid then? Mermaids sing too. Or, I know! A Muse! Is there a particular Muse we’re supposed to bring back? Giving us a name will help narrow it down, Fufu. I do want to be efficient, you see.”
Ere gaped at her.
Truly?
Efficient as in being at least two hours late (in earth time anyway) for the Jade Emperor’s summons?
His mind boggled.
“Divina!” the aggrieved Shifu finally snapped.
Immediately, she changed her expression to one of meekness and shuffled over to the old man, squeezing one of his arms with both of her own. Contrite.
“I only want to make you proud by ensuring the success of our mission, Fufu. Don’t be mad. You’ll get wrinkles.”
She rubbed her thumb gently across Shifu’s unlined forehead, physically pushing his scrunched eyebrows farther apart.
As Ere watched, stunned and silent, she used her index fingers to tilt the corners of Shifu’s mouth into an unnatural smile that made Ere want to both cringe and break down with hysterical laughter.
“There,” she said, pleased with herself.
“Smiling makes people happier. You should smile more often, Fufu. You’ll feel more at ease that way. Instead of looking like you have a poker shoved up your immortal arse.”
Ere choked back a snort of disbelieving laughter. Sorin grunted too beside him, his full lips twitching.
This was a woman after his own black heart! Platonically speaking, anyway.
The wizened old man looked rather frightening with the forced upward curve of his lips, while his eyes nigh crackled with lightning. His face obviously wasn’t made for these aberrant contortions.
But miracles of miracles, he still didn’t punish Divina for the cheek.
