belladonna and nightshade

Holland was indeed quite the gentleman, he asked her to stand back however much it sounded like a command. Deathbelle hesitated for only a moment before lifting herself into the impressive roots of the mangrove trees so she might watch from a safe distance. If they remained here much longer they might catch the famous glowing waters. She would have to find young Banshee so the girl might enjoy the scenery as well.

She watched amusedly, still quite surprised at her ability to get the plants dug without having to work for it herself. The princess had little intention of offering anything other than a quick ‘thanks’ either. Holland soon finished his task and brought his bright blue eyes to her features as he asked if she had indeed wanted some. Belle nodded, satisfied with herself. ”Yes, but only a little. You did most of the work you deserve the bigger share.” While she had been the one to point the grouping out she wasn’t completely without a sense of fairness. Except for that first horsetail plant, she had no regrets about taking that.