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We finish all twelve rows of seeds. When we finally go back down, landing next to the greenhouses, Dragus hops off first. Silas shifts back, both of them coming over to Matitus.

“Jump Lora,” Dragus says, holding out his arms and I jump, letting him catch me.

“Have fun?”

“Yes, so much fun besides Matitus dropping me,” I tell him, wrapping my arms around his neck, letting him cradle me against his chest. Matitus and Silas put on their clothes and Dragus lets me down and I turn to look at the field.

“What seeds are they?” I ask.

Silas walks over draping his arm over my shoulders tugging me to him pointing out the different rows. “Fruit and those ones are vegetables,” he says.

Suddenly, heaps of Vampires come out carrying massive logs dragging them to different areas along the edges of the field. I watch as a few of them start lifting them like they weighed nothing, dropping them into what must have been holes making them stand upright in the air as high as the castle.

“How did you get so many people to help?” I ask noticing people coming from everywhere carrying materials. I was skeptical that they could turn the field into a greenhouse but with Vampires and even a few brave humans they made it look like child play.

“Easy; told them to help, most were too scared to say no,” Matitus chuckles, nudging Silas with his elbow. I have no doubt by the end of the day that it would be complete. Abigail wanders over, her cheeks burning red when she looks at Silas and Matitus.

“I will never be able to look them in the eyes again,” she states.

“Like you did anyway,” I tell her, and she chuckles.

“I can’t believe it though, this is fantastic,” she says looking at the seeded field.

“Well, you girls are up,” Silas says, giving my shoulder a squeeze.

“What do you mean?” I ask, wondering what Abigail and I were supposed to do. Abigail bounces on the spot excitedly next to me, grabbing my hand and tugging me toward the field.

“Go to the next row,” she tells me, and I nod walking over to it. Abigail drops to her knees, digging her hands into the earth. Her eyes glow green when suddenly, roots and grass and the seeds start sprouting up the line of soil, growing alarmingly fast. My mouth falls open, amazed at what I am witnessing as lush vegetation explode out of the earth, blooming buds on some, like she gave the plants some energy boost forcing them to mature within seconds instead of weeks.

Abigail jumps up, walking over and squatting next to me. “Dig your hands into the dirt, feel the vibration?”

I nod, doing as she says. I can feel the earth alive under my hands, feeling its energy radiating out from the soil like a current.

“Now enhance it, picture the seeds growing, picture the soil coming alive and yield your magic, let it flow into the ground awakening it,” she says. I stare at my hands letting my magic flood down my arms, feel the tingling sensation rush into my palms. I let it build then release it through my fingertips.

Potatoes start sprouting along the long line. My skin tingles delightfully, giving me a buzz as excitement runs through me.

“You are a natural,” she says doing the next row. Abigail gets up and stops staring at me, her eyes running over my entire body. “Your aura is glowing so brightly,” she says with a smile lighting up her face. Maybe it is because I am actually having fun, and enjoying the day. “Let’s see what you got then,” she says with a smirk slipping onto her face.

I raise an eyebrow at her challenge. I knew I could do it, feel my magic wrapping around me like a muscle waiting to be used. I felt recharged and excited to use it. Walking off, Abigail calls out to me as I walk toward the centre of the field.

“Where are you going?”

“To see what I got,” I tease, and she laughs chasing after me. I reach the centre of the field and look around. It is huge and I actually have doubt creeping in when Abigail nudges me.

“Ha, don’t bite off more than you can chew,” she taunts, and I nudge her back.

“Seems like you have the attention of everyone, they want to see what the Fae girl can do,” Abigail says smiling at me. “You can do this Elora, your magic has no limits. Just picture what you need it to do,” she tells me, and I look toward the people all lined up to watch. Even my three Kings stand their watching, their eyes boring into mine. Taking a deep breath in, I drop to the ground and dig my hands into the earth, feeling the vibration and drawing it toward me. The ground starts to tremble as I feel it under my palms.

I let my magic build but this time it is quicker, rushing over me with my hands glowing purple, and I can feel my skin start to glow brighter like a beacon. I let it rush over me, loving the feel of its purity, it feels like everything good in the world is now ingrained within me. I let it go, the ground rumbling beneath us, plants bursting from the ground. Plants begin erupting everywhere. Abigail gasps and so do I when I see what I just did. Every row is sprouting and growing, and grass emerges between the rows lush and green shaping each row. I let them grow just enough before pulling my hands from the earth. A smile creeping onto my face.

“Easy peesy,” I tell her, and she laughs. Getting up, I dust my hands off which are now covered in dirt. Abigail and I walk between the rows, making our way off the field toward the three Dragon Kings.

“That was amazing,” Dragus tells us, and we look back to inspect our handy work. I have to agree, it is now a well-established field even a few fruit trees erupted which I know weren’t part of the seeds. Oranges and apples are sitting off the furthest row.

“We didn’t plant fruit trees, did we?” asks Silas.

“No, just ground dwelling plants, not trees.”