skin.
“You can create different kinds of produce?” I asked.
“Just takes the magical touch of a Sower,” said Allura. “If we want it to be sweeter, we can make it sweeter. If we want it bigger, we can make it bigger. If we want a letty to taste more like a pruila, we can make it taste more like a pruila.”
“Well, that’s handy.
“You can’t do that?” Lorelle questioned.
“It’s not that we can’t. Scientifically, I know they can through genetic altering procedures and cross-pollination or something, but it’s a time consuming process. It can take a hundred times before they get it just right.”
“Well, that’s seems tedious,” Lorelle commented.
I chuckled. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
I peered around the fields and orchards and noticed two faeries hanging from a large pruila tree nearby. They waved, and Allura waved back.
“C’mon. I’ll introduce you to Dahlia and Quinn,” she said, taking hold of my hand.
I turned to Lorelle and Violet to say bye. “It was nice seeing you guys.”
“Always a pleasure, Calliope. Come by to see us any time.” She bowed her head.
I smiled. “I will. Thank you.”
As we got closer, I recognized one of them as the blonde who was calling to Kai on the dance floor at the Dawning. Purple Wings was a Sower. Great. A large peony wreath crowned her blonde hair, keeping her hair piled on top of her head like a bird’s nest. The light pink flowers accentuated her pearly pink eyes. She was stunningly delicate.
“Your Highness,” the one next to her addressed me and bowed first. Her bouncing brown hair looked like she had stuck her finger in a light socket, but somehow it fit her tiny figure perfectly.
I smiled uncomfortably and nodded.
“Your Grace.” The blonde smiled faintly and bowed.
“Hello,” I greeted.
“Calliope, this is Dahlia.” Allura pointed to the one I recognized, who already seemed to dislike me. “And this is Quinn.” She gestured to the short one.
“It’s nice to meet you.”
“Allura, you already calling it quits today?” Dahlia sassed, placing a hand on her hip. “You know the pruilas and koopes don’t harvest themselves.” I didn’t like her already. Though I knew Allura could take care of herself, I stepped in.
“Actually, I asked Allura to give me a tour of the kingdom so I could familiarize myself with Faylinn. It’s quite large; a lot of area to cover in one day.”
Dahlia must not have expected me to take charge because she immediately stood up straight and closed her mouth with a confused expression in her eyes.
“I thought Kai would have been doing the honors,” she retorted.
That took me off guard, but I didn’t want to show it on my face, though I had a feeling it did anyway. “I like to give Kai and Declan as much space from me as possible. We’ve spent a lot of time together over the last few months. They deserve their privacy as much as I do.”
Dahlia was the first to actually not bow down at my feet with gratitude and respect. It was both refreshing and insulting. She obviously didn’t approve of my presence in Faylinn, but where did she get off trying to throw Kai in my face? Was she jealous? She obviously didn’t know the kind of relationship we had if she was.
“How are you enjoying Faylinn so far, Your Majesty?” Quinn interjected.
I took my stare off of Dahlia and smiled at Quinn. “It’s beautiful. Thank you.”
“Okay, Queeny, let’s continue this tour.” Allura stepped up, sensing the awkward tension, linking her arm through mine. “As you said, we have a lot to cover before it gets dark.”
“Yes. It was good to meet you both. I suppose I’ll see you around.”
Quinn practically kneeled on the ground with her low bow, obviously trying to make up for her BFF Dahlia, who merely nodded her head.
When we were out of earshot, Allura stopped in the trees and sighed. “I’m sorry about Dahlia. She’s had a thing for Kai for as long as I can remember. If she
“You can create different kinds of produce?” I asked.
“Just takes the magical touch of a Sower,” said Allura. “If we want it to be sweeter, we can make it sweeter. If we want it bigger, we can make it bigger. If we want a letty to taste more like a pruila, we can make it taste more like a pruila.”
“Well, that’s handy.
“You can’t do that?” Lorelle questioned.
“It’s not that we can’t. Scientifically, I know they can through genetic altering procedures and cross-pollination or something, but it’s a time consuming process. It can take a hundred times before they get it just right.”
“Well, that’s seems tedious,” Lorelle commented.
I chuckled. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
I peered around the fields and orchards and noticed two faeries hanging from a large pruila tree nearby. They waved, and Allura waved back.
“C’mon. I’ll introduce you to Dahlia and Quinn,” she said, taking hold of my hand.
I turned to Lorelle and Violet to say bye. “It was nice seeing you guys.”
“Always a pleasure, Calliope. Come by to see us any time.” She bowed her head.
I smiled. “I will. Thank you.”
As we got closer, I recognized one of them as the blonde who was calling to Kai on the dance floor at the Dawning. Purple Wings was a Sower. Great. A large peony wreath crowned her blonde hair, keeping her hair piled on top of her head like a bird’s nest. The light pink flowers accentuated her pearly pink eyes. She was stunningly delicate.
“Your Highness,” the one next to her addressed me and bowed first. Her bouncing brown hair looked like she had stuck her finger in a light socket, but somehow it fit her tiny figure perfectly.
I smiled uncomfortably and nodded.
“Your Grace.” The blonde smiled faintly and bowed.
“Hello,” I greeted.
“Calliope, this is Dahlia.” Allura pointed to the one I recognized, who already seemed to dislike me. “And this is Quinn.” She gestured to the short one.
“It’s nice to meet you.”
“Allura, you already calling it quits today?” Dahlia sassed, placing a hand on her hip. “You know the pruilas and koopes don’t harvest themselves.” I didn’t like her already. Though I knew Allura could take care of herself, I stepped in.
“Actually, I asked Allura to give me a tour of the kingdom so I could familiarize myself with Faylinn. It’s quite large; a lot of area to cover in one day.”
Dahlia must not have expected me to take charge because she immediately stood up straight and closed her mouth with a confused expression in her eyes.
“I thought Kai would have been doing the honors,” she retorted.
That took me off guard, but I didn’t want to show it on my face, though I had a feeling it did anyway. “I like to give Kai and Declan as much space from me as possible. We’ve spent a lot of time together over the last few months. They deserve their privacy as much as I do.”
Dahlia was the first to actually not bow down at my feet with gratitude and respect. It was both refreshing and insulting. She obviously didn’t approve of my presence in Faylinn, but where did she get off trying to throw Kai in my face? Was she jealous? She obviously didn’t know the kind of relationship we had if she was.
“How are you enjoying Faylinn so far, Your Majesty?” Quinn interjected.
I took my stare off of Dahlia and smiled at Quinn. “It’s beautiful. Thank you.”
“Okay, Queeny, let’s continue this tour.” Allura stepped up, sensing the awkward tension, linking her arm through mine. “As you said, we have a lot to cover before it gets dark.”
“Yes. It was good to meet you both. I suppose I’ll see you around.”
Quinn practically kneeled on the ground with her low bow, obviously trying to make up for her BFF Dahlia, who merely nodded her head.
When we were out of earshot, Allura stopped in the trees and sighed. “I’m sorry about Dahlia. She’s had a thing for Kai for as long as I can remember. If she
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