Since Devrum had stolen her from her bed in the Domiciles and brought her here, to the cabin he'd built from scratch, it was safe to say that Vervain had fallen in love with the place. It seemed to blend seamlessly in with the woodlands, and as of late Vai had even been cultivating a small herb garden at the front of it, where a break in the canopy of trees brought plenty of dappled sunlight. It was a quiet morning in Flowerbirth, full of birdsong and the warm whisper of a breeze, and Vai had decided to start planting.
She had settled on her knees in the patches of tilled earth in front of the cabin, a few seedlings in pots beside her. They'd been happily sprouting on the windowsill for a week or so now, and it was time for them to brave the outdoors. As well as herbs used in cooking (sage, thyme and mint), Vai had also been cultivating a few medicinal herbs. She was still a fledgling at this whole infirmary business, but her heart was in the right place.
Humming under her breath and shifting to get comfortable (an increasingly difficult task with the child within her growing all the time), she began to take the first seedling out of its pot.
She had settled on her knees in the patches of tilled earth in front of the cabin, a few seedlings in pots beside her. They'd been happily sprouting on the windowsill for a week or so now, and it was time for them to brave the outdoors. As well as herbs used in cooking (sage, thyme and mint), Vai had also been cultivating a few medicinal herbs. She was still a fledgling at this whole infirmary business, but her heart was in the right place.
Humming under her breath and shifting to get comfortable (an increasingly difficult task with the child within her growing all the time), she began to take the first seedling out of its pot.
