Chapter 15

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Translation/pronounciation note

Loung Por (pronounced Loo-ng Pah) means heavenly father. A term used when to address monks respectfully.

Chapter 15

Pranee couldn't help but stare at the strange bowl that Shashi had been toying with all morning. It had a thick purple-looking liquid and the bowl was heavily decorated with foreign symbols.

"What's that for?" She asked wearily.

"To solve our door issue hopefully. Anyways, sorry about the interruption. We should be good to go now."

Pranee eyed the staff. Shashi was reusing the cloth bags they had received at the market and had filled it with the banana leaf packages. The bags barely contained the items and Pranee could tell a few would spill out the moment they began flying.

"Are you sure that it'll be okay?"

"The bags are held in place by magic so the food should stay in place by extension. If it was just a flying stick, I don't think we would stay on that thing."

"It's not just a flying stick?"

"Shut up and get on."

She couldn't help but giggle and she stepped on the staff to stand behind Shashi. Shashi stiffened and turn their head to look at her.

"You're riding in the back today?"

"The first two times I didn't have a choice. I want to see if riding this way is better or not." Pranee wrapped her arms around Shashi as usual, making sure she was holding on tight.

"Okay?" Shashi seemed confused but ultimately let it go.

It probably didn't make a difference to them on where Pranee stood. She didn't want to worry about her hair constantly while she rode in the front. She could just hold her head against Shashi's shoulder and fix her hair quickly once she got off.

They took off into the air and this time Pranee allowed herself to take in the view. The world seemed so small from where they were. The animals and trees looked so small that it reminded her of miniature figures she would see her brother make when they were younger.

What really caught her attention was a pristine white building surrounded by clear water and solid white statues. She couldn't make out the details from the sky but she couldn't take her eyes away from it.

"Ohooooo," Pranee exclaimed. "That's so beautiful."

"We'll have to land now and walk there ourselves."

"Huh? We can't land near there?"

"No. Temples have their own magic. If we get too close, my magic would be nullified and we'll find ourselves falling to our deaths."

"Ah okay."

"That means we'll have to carry the bags as well."

"That's fine."

"You may have to be carrying more than me."

"Ahh... it won't take too long right?" Pranee asked nervously.

"It shouldn't be."

"I'll do my best then."

They landed away from the temple and on a deserted road. There weren't many people in the area and there was only a lonely building. It looked like it was a restaurant. Pranee could barely read the faded words on the wooden plank that hung in front of the entrance.

"Come on, we're pretty close and I don't want the food to spoil. It's especially hot today."

"Okay, okay."

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