Chapter 297: Flowers and herbs that talk.
Back at the academy, Sigrid was still teaching her class. And she was about to introduce something that she was sure would blow the students.
She put her hands on top of the warm cauldron on the table and smiled at the class. "Show of hands here, who has ever seen a talking flower or herb?"
Three hands in the classroom went up. That alone caused some gasps and brought delight to Sigrid’s face. She just knew that ninety nine percent of them were unaware of such special things.
"Flora, tell us what you saw and what it said." Sigrid chose an adult female mage.
Flora was fifty six years old, one of the women with magic that been living in hiding all her life. The Lord mage had found her in the two of Willowbrook where she was living in hiding, working as a cook at an inn.
Flora curtsied and said, "Laughadilis your highness. It is a bright yellow flower found in the part of the Mystwood grove that crosses into Willow Brook. I don’t know if laughing counts as talking because all they do is laugh."
"Thank you Flora." Sigrid said.
As the woman sat down, Sigrid bent down and when she stood up, in her hands was a pot of thriving bright yellow flowers. She placed the down on the table, allowing them to soak in some sunlight. Their petals spread out to welcome the nourishing rays.
"Hello." She said to them.
The flowers collapsed into the giggles which astounded the classroom. The high pitched girly giggles made the flowers seem silly and shy.
"They sound like girls." Finn said.