Princess of the Silver Woods by George Jessica Day

Author:George, Jessica Day [George, Jessica Day]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Young Adult, Romance
ISBN: 9781599906461
Amazon: 1599906465
Goodreads: 12873027
Publisher: Bloomsbury USA Children's Books
Published: 2012-12-11T08:00:00+00:00

Prayer

At dinner, Petunia could not stop thinking about how much Prince Grigori looked like the princes Under Stone. She had never thought about it before, but with his pale skin and black hair, he could easily be one of them. But did that mean that he was part of some larger plot? Was he helping the princes? How could she find out? She caught herself staring at him, eyes narrowed, and tried to concentrate on the food instead.

“Pet is always a bit out of sorts in the winter,” Pansy suddenly said, in a lighthearted tone that made everyone turn their attention to her. “It’s because she’s so devoted to Mother’s gardens, you know. Anytime she can’t be out digging in the dirt she becomes restless.” Then she blushed. “Not that she likes being dirty, or rooting around in the mud,” she clarified.

“Really, Petunia? I knew that you were fond of gardens, but I didn’t know that you liked gardening itself!” Prince Grigori smiled at her, and Petunia gritted her teeth over the indulgent look on his face. He probably thought she liked picking flowers for table arrangements or some other ladylike pursuit.

“Yes,” she said, slicing a sprout in half with unnecessary vigor. “I have been working with my father and our head gardener for several years in the hot houses, perfecting my father’s hybrid roses. We’re trying to create a yellow rose that blushes pink in the center.”

To her satisfaction, this did appear to impress the prince.

“You are creating new roses?”

She liked that he did not seem surprised that she was the one creating the roses, but more that such a thing was possible. She nodded her head graciously at him.

“Yes, we are. It’s quite exciting, really.”

Orchid made a face. “It’s really not, unless you’re also obsessed with roses,” she said.

Petunia glared at her.

“It’s quite complicated,” Rose put in. “And I do think my father is a little disappointed that the only one of us with a gift for gardening is Petunia. I think he hoped for three or four who would enjoy talking about grafting and cross-pollination.”

“I have never heard either of those terms,” Prince Grigori admitted.

“Then you should certainly have Petunia take you to the hot houses tomorrow afternoon and explain them,” Pansy said with an excessive amount of enthusiasm. “And Galen and Heinrich should go with you; they’ve both worked in the gardens as well.”

Petunia finally saw what Pansy was doing and tried to kick her under the table but it was too wide. Pansy’s voice was so bright it sounded strained. Petunia dropped her knife with a clatter.

“Clumsy!” she exclaimed, and snatched it up again. “I would be delighted to have a tour of the hot houses tomorrow, Grigori. But don’t worry, I shan’t think less of you if you aren’t interested.” She gave a tinkling laugh that was just as false as Pansy’s bright tones, then quickly changed the topic. “Violet, would you like to play for us after dinner? The grand duchess’s pianoforte is very fine.

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