Book Two: Chapter 157

“Uh, yeah, sure.” Yuki picked up the paperback and looked at it. “You sure do like to read, don’t you?”

“I don’t get around much.” Amymone stood and stretched, her dark limbs cracking. “Though holding the processed carcasses of my siblings is still a little disturbing.”

“Processed... carcasses...” Yuki looked at the book in her hand.

“She’s just fucking with you,” Naia told her. “Not every tree has a dryad.”

“Not anymore,” Amymone grumped.

The nymph rolled her eyes. “She’s being dramatic on purpose. It’s a bad habit she picked up from her books, I’m sure.” She splashed her sister. “Her job is to help maintain the plant life. Did you know she helped grow some of the stuff in the greenhouse?”

“Really?” Yuki asked. The greenhouse had fascinated her, but Emily had made it off-limits to the others. Apparently some of the flora was dangerous, not least of all the Mandragora. Even while docile, the tendrils of the plants liked to grab at Yuki’s feet when