Location: The Pavilion — the herb garden, the drying store
Date: 24 Emberwane 9943 AZI, Restday
Realm: Lower Realm
The north beds had been cut to the stalk.
Jayde saw it from the head of the garden steps and stopped. Green's beds she knew by heart, every one of them, because Green told her about them whether she asked or not. The north beds were not Green's. They ran along the far wall in eleven long rows under the glass, and they had been Isha's since the first year, and in all that time Jayde had seen them only one way: thick, dark, and higher than her knee, with Isha walking between them in the evenings with his tails held off the soil.
Now they were stubble. Nine rows of it. The two nearest the wall were still standing, and Green was on her knees at the end of the first of those with a knife in her hand, not cutting.
"Don't," Green said, before Jayde was halfway down the steps.
"What?"
