Freya's Pov
"Please, Freya... pretty please? We really need them for the protection charms for the kids."
I looked up from my mom's journal and spotted Jessica in the library doorway. at sixteen, with a blonde ponytail all messed up, green eyes wide and hopeful.
Maya and Connor trailed behind her like little shadows. Maya was this tiny fourteen year old bundle of energy. Connor, seventeen and still growing into his frame, with long limbs and weird height.
"What charms?" I asked, snapping the journal shut.
"Elder Miriam's making protective talismans for the kids who can't fight yet," Jessica rushed out. "But she needs moonflowers, and they're only out by the eastern border, that old oak grove. The thing is, they have to be picked by someone with goddess blood or the magic won't take."
