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She had heard about the greenhouse by now of course. And curiosity had gotten the better of her. She had been granted a little plot to garden of her own, outside the caste but still within its walls. It was a hot day, and tilling the soil had been no easy work. She had only finished half the section when she decided to get a drink, and take a short break by exploring the greenhouse. It would be good to see what herbs the pack used, and what grew well in here. Having never heard of a greenhouse before coming here.

She entered the structure, glass glinting at her as she moved inside. There were rows of earth with various plots of herbs - and a stranger. A sparkling, colourful man working quietly on a patch of herbs. “Pardon me, Sir, are you a healer?” she asked, polite and curious.