Sawtooth Spire They're making plans while I watch TV

She liked listening to Stag talk about his garden with Phaedra. He seemed happy when he did, and his happiness meant more to her than anything else. She shook her head and laughed softly at his question. I'm afraid I don't know much about plants, she told him. Fighting, scouting, pushing others away—those were all things she was good at, but not gardening. I could help you find rocks for the wall, though, she suggested. You could introduce me to Phaedra, and we could work on the garden together? She smiled, shaking her head as a fly buzzed in her ear. Then she shrugged. If you'd like me to help, that is. She didn't want to impose on his project if he wanted it to just be for the two of them.