章 45: Heena

Cassandra emerged from the wash area dressed up in a short apple-green cotton dress. Siroos was squatting on the floor holding a small container and a very thin stick with a pointed edge on one side. The stick was about five inches long. 

Seeing her emerge, his eyes wandered to her, and he patted the space beside him.

"Come, sit with me." 

Cassandra obeyed, settling down beside her mate she peeked into the small round container he was holding. It had a very dark green paste in it; the colour almost seemed black. 

"What is it?" Cassandra curiously asked as Siroos mixed the paste with the stick and collected a tiny part on the tip.