POV (ABELIA)
The world some how felt bigger and more interesting, as I removed my trowel from my bag and began to dig into the earth. I was not new to this task, it had just been a while. Yet, my nimble fingers quickly fell into a decent rhythm and I was soon able to separated dirt from root with ease. However, the work was hard and small beads of sweat had begun to gathered on my brow, and gravity was pulling them dangerously close to dripping into my eyes. I wiped them away, instantly causing Winifred to laugh, as she reached out to my face with a white cloth.
"No one would ever believe you are a Queen Abelia, if they saw you like this." Winifred giggled, as she began to rub the dirt and grim off my face.
"That is because she is not one." Madeline snapped, as she sat in the sun, try
