Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
A few scraggly bushes grew amidst them, their brown trunks twisted, their green branches like crooked fingers stretching out into the open space around them, but there wasn't much color, and nothing stood out as remarkable or beautiful.
Except for one dark green steam in the middle of the field.
It didn't look particularly special at the moment, but I recognized the plant immediately. It was the Moonlight Lily.
It was well past dark. A glance at the sky told me we had about half an hour before midnight of the eighth day of the Wheat Month, when the flower would bloom.
We settled in for a quick rest. We needed it because as soon as we got the flower, we'd need to rush back to the palace. The