ZARIA'S POV
I needed to get out of that damn palace. I walked down a winding stone path away from the main estate buildings until I spotted a massive glass greenhouse sitting near the edge of the woods.
I pushed the heavy iron door open, and a wave of warm, earthy air hit me right in the face.
"Oh, don't you dare give up on me today, you stubborn little brat," a sharp, raspy voice yelled from behind a wall of thick green vines. "I gave you the best soil in the territory! Show some damn gratitude!"
I walked closer, my boots crunching softly on the gravel path. An old woman stepped out from behind the hanging plants. Her gray hair was tied up in a messy knot with a twig stuck straight through it, and her canvas apron was completely covered in dark dirt. She looked right at me through a
