Queen of the Prairie

This is another scene from Keenan’s story.  It was inspired by a phrase prompt from the WriYe DreamWidth.  A bit of research showed me that the phrase was the name of a particular flower.


Rusty was not surprised when he found Keenan in the garden of one of the castle courtyards.  He wasn’t even surprised to see that he was digging up some sort of plant.  He was the potions crafter for the organization, after all.  He often gathered roots or leaves or berries or even flowers for one potion or another.  However, this particular plant was really pretty, with showy rose-pink flowers.

“What are you going to do with that?” Rusty asked, stepping up behind him.

Keenan glanced over his shoulder and then tucked the roots he’d gathered into his bag.  “Tristan wants a love potion,” he said, shrugging.  “This type of meadowsweet is one of the ingredients that I need.”  He looked at the plants that he’d been harvesting from and shook his head.  “I was surprised to find it growing here, actually, since they like calcareous fens.”

“Meadowsweet?” Rusty said, frowning.

Nodding, Keenan said, “Queen of the Prairie.”  Then, he spun away and headed off towards the entrance of the castle.  He was humming a tune that Rusty didn’t recognize, but at least he seemed to be in fairly good spirits.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: