At the mention of a harvest Marmalade stood straight and forced a serious look on her face.
"I have NEVER swung my scythe at a plant. This weapon is purely for battle!" After resisting the urge to swing around the hefty blade, she looked at Caelyn and motioned to the door.
"After you, my lady." She said and followed her out. Before she passed the newcomer, Marmalade turned to him and smiled. It was her way of apologizing as saying the words did not come easy to her.
She wondered how this kid would react to seeing the dragoon spirits in action once they reached the caves. They would see once they left.
As Marmalade walked she let her mind drift back to the shrine. That had to have been built before Dart had placed the dragoon spirits there. Way before. She thought about the carving of the Tree of Life. It looked like a piece of the wall under it had broken off during the attack but, it may have been something else. She visibly shook her head, it was just her eyes tricking her in the low light. It was just chipped stone.