Purple: No, my lord, but wait a sec.

Purple jumps up to the treetops to ask Mythril and jumps down in a few seconds.

Wait, is she a ninja or something. Although she can't jump as high as Mythril, but she can move much faster.

Purple: Useless, Mythril was sleeping on treetops again. Why did Sola choose her for a scout duty anyway?

Lord: Where is she, where is she?

The lord walks around all over the place. Half an hour has passed.

Iris: Hmm, why do you want to find her so much? Did she offer you something, my lord?

Lord: No, no. She didn't offer me anything.

Iris: Hmm.....suspicious. Anyway, it's almost our usual bedtime.

Violet: Here, I brought this special plant just for you, my lord.

Violet brings out a long, weird plump stick that looks like a big umbrella.

Violet: If you stick it on the ground like this. Voila, a small tent appears.

Violet: You can also use a part of this plant as your pillow and blanket too. Very convenient, right?

Iris: Don't worry, my lord, we plants can sleep outside, but if you want me to sleep inside with you, just say a word.

Lord: OK, I will sleep soon. Let me keep finding Primrose a bit longer.

Two hours have passed, the lord is still walking around. Everyone has turned into their flower form and are sleeping except Sola, who also seems really drowsy.

Sola: You must have really important business with her.

Sola turns into a sunflower and sleeps.

The morning come, everyone is awake.

Iris: Why are you sleeping outside the tent, my lord?

Lord: Uhh.. yes! I just want to know how it feels if I sleep like you plants.

Iris, in disbelief: Oh, is that so?

Lord: Where is Primrose?, by the way.

Iris: She said she was going back to her former duty, but if you really have to see her, I will pass on the message.

Iris is smiling as if she has figured out what happened.

[Somewhere in the castle]

Sola: How does sleeping like a plant feel like, my lord?

Lord: Hmm, not my style. I don't think I will ever do that again. By the way, I want to ask you something.

Sola: What is it, my lord?

Lord: Are you sure I'm your lord since I don't remember anything at all. I don't want to take advantage of any of you from all these services I get.

Sola: Oh, how is that possible? If you are not our lord, that means it has to be someone that looks exactly like you, talks like you, slips into this castle, somehow eliminates the real lord and sleeps in place of him. All of these have to be done without any maidens or trents in this castle knowing.

Lord: Yeah, completely make sense, Sola. You are always good at explaining things.

Sola: Furthermore, we maidens, and possibly trents too, know it in our hearts. It might be a little hard for you to believe but...

Sola drags the lord's hand to her chest.

Sola: Can you feel our connection in my heart?

Lord: Well, not really.

Sola: Hmm... the heart is located lower on the left side, about this area.

Lord, blushing: Uhh...Sola...That's....

Sola: Touch deeper into my heart, my lord. Found it, right?

Lord thinks: [Oh...so...so...so soft. Am I taking advantage of her?]

Sola: Your blood pressure and your pulse are rising. I think that means we are connected.

Lord thinks: [NOOOOO....That's because I am touching one of the softest organ of yours]

Violet: Uhh.. What are you two doing? Am I interrupting something?

Lord: No, I haven't done anything......uh....hello, Violet.

Violet, walking closer: As a maiden, my body and soul belong to you alone. Try touching my heart too.

Sola: Look. His blood pressure is rising even more. He is feeling the connection with both of us.

Lord thinks: [ARHH...These softness, these smell of flowers]

Violet has a kind of lightly sweet and mellow scent that can calm your mind, while Sola has like a scent of meadow in midday's sunlight, with a slight hint of sour lemon.

Violet: How can I physically serve you?

Sola: Stop saying that if you can't really do it.

Violet: I don't really know how, but I expect my lord could guide me through it.

Violet is blushing while pressing the lord's hand deep into her chest.

Purple, walking in: Stop touching my sister. She is not ready for whatever thought you have in mind.

The lord moves his hand away. Violet seems upset.

Violet: I'm ready, Purple.

Purple: No, you are not.

Violet: This is the most important duty of the maidens. I am willing to learn, even I know nothing about it right now.

Purple, walking in front of Violet, protecting her from the lord: No, you are too innocent.

Violet: Then how do you suggest we serve our lord?

Purple: Uh...I think....I.....

Violet: Hmm?

Purple, with a terrified voice, eyes closed in fear: My lord, take me instead. I am ready.

Lord: Uh..you don't seem to be ready either.

Lord: Calm down, girls. Duty or not duty, I don't want to force anyone into this. Everyone please forget about it for now, until you really know what it is.

Violet: My lord, you are so kind, but I am truly ready.

Purple: NO!! You are not.

[A while later]

Sola: Purple, since you are our ninja, I have an important mission for you. Go to the north where Isabelle's Windy castle is. Our trent reports discovery of several blue sunflowers in the area. Bring me back a few.

Lord thinks: [Hey, hey, there is no such thing as a blue sunflower. You made this up?]

Purple: Are you sure about this? I have never heard about it before. Why do you want it for?

Sola: First, we need a live sample of it to analyse whether this unnatural mutation has any relationship with the yggdrasil tree. If yes, then we can have a better idea of the boundary of yggdrasil's influence, and we will use this knowledge to optimize our search area for our new sisters.

Purple: But why don't you send the trent who found it, instead of me?

Sola: The trent did not know about the significance of it at that time, and you know that trents do not have much brain capacity. The trent in question has forgotten the exact location, and can remember only a rough whereabouts of the flowers.

Purple: These trents...

Sola: Not their fault. They are useful for some purposes. That's why we have you maidens.

Purple: Yes, I understand. Sorry for my complaint.

Sola: Please search through the entire northern part of our territory. This is very important mission, better not come back empty-handed. I know you are the best maiden for this task. Good luck.

Purple: Understood. I will start the journey immediately.

Lord thinks: [Oh, it's a real thing then?]

[A while later]

Sola: She is gone, right?

Violet: Yes, I said goodbye to her just a moment ago.

Sola pulls a 3-inch-long giant sunflower seed from the flower on her head and roasts it with her sun magic.

Sola: My lord, one fogblocker gone. Let celebrate.

Violet: Celebrate what, sis?, and what is a fogblocker?

Sola: It's our secret. [giggle]

Lord, while chomping on the roasted seed: It's surprisingly delicious, Sola.

Lord thinks: [You are also so good at lying, Sola, and so wicked too. Now I am not sure whether this heart touching thing is also one of your ploy to provide me with some service, and a little excitement to yourself, or you are just innocent for this specific matter, and that seed is too big to fit in your flower, then how...... OK, I need to stop finding reason in a world full of talking plants.]

Sola: What are you thinking, my lord.

Lord: Umm...nothing, really. I am just enjoying the crunchy seed. How often can you produce it?

Sola: Hmm, about a seed every other day, I guess, and I can store quite a few in my flower. Tell me if you need more.

Lord: I saw you assigned a task to Purple earlier. Tell me more about hierarchy and chain of command in this castle.

Sola: [giggle] Of course, you are at the top, my lord.

Lord: I kind of know that. What about everyone else?

Sola: Peony is a chancellor, basically she is our leader in case of your absence, my lord.

Lord: Oh, the pink princess.

Sola: But sometimes I still feel that she is also the leader even when you are not absent [giggle] She also controls a bunch of various kinds of trent through her scent. Have you sniffed her at least at little?

Lord: Uh, not that I can remember.

Sola: Her scent can control people's mind, especially men and lesser trents. It is stronger than you might think, my lord. Don't sniff her when you are alone with her or you might not be able to control yourself. The scent makes you fall in love with her. It doesn't help that her appearance is also very lovable in the first place. Her scent are ineffective against me, though. She controls me by another way.

Lord: Huh?

Sola, smiling: You will know if you see her when she get mad.

Lord: .....

Sola: No, I am kidding, my lord. It's just only half-true. [giggle]

Lord: OK, I will try not to piss her then, but it might be quite difficult. When I woke up I just asked her who she was and she walked out on me.

Sola: As she is also one of the maidens, I think she is also bound by yggdrasil’s magic to some extent, my lord. Deep inside, she is surely in love with you.

Lord: Oh, thank you for your....

Sola: But before you can reach her love, you might need to die first, just like some kind of male spiders.

Lord: Stop scaring me please.

Sola: Oops, sorry. I digress so far. Let get back to the chain of command thing. Yes, next to her, it's me, basically speaking. Also, due to Iris's fighting and speaking skill, she has some influence too, especially against her self-proclaimed sister Ruby. Another older maiden named Petunia, whom you haven't met, used to be involved in the majority of high level decision making, but for some reason, I think she is trying to fade herself away from everything.

Sola: There is also a maiden named Almond, who sometimes acts like an assistant to Peony, so the next one in the rank might be her. All other maidens I haven't mentioned are quite equal in this matter, I guess.

Lord: I have to learn more about all of them.

Sola: Maidens are quite free to do anything or go anywhere they want, without much repercussion from the rest. However, most maidens do their work quite diligently because we are bound by the magic to serve you, my lord.

Sola: Oh, and we maidens are above most trents, my lord. Most of us can control trents to some extent. It depends on the type and level of the trents in question too. Even for some trents that can't speak, such as white radishes, they can understand our command and carry it out quite well.

Sola: Hey, you radish over there. Go get some water for our lord.

Radish with a crude spear nods and run away.

Lord: They must be able to communicate among themselves, right?

Sola: Yes, just like birds chirping to each other. They seem to have a language of their own. None of the maidens can understand them though. All we can hear are the sound of wood cracking.

Lord: Hmm...I saw these white radishes everywhere. They are guarding the castle, right?

Sola: Yes, as a guard, they are slightly better than nothing at all. Think of it as a scout. If they spot an intruder, although they can't speak, they can use their body language to alert a maiden or other more powerful trents, very convenient.

Lord: Good boys.

Sola: I haven't found any intruders yet though. Probably because there are loads of other trents guarding the outer perimeter of the castle too. Also, these radish are very diligent workers and are excellent at performing menial tasks like cleaning.

Sola: More than 95 percent of yggdrasil seeds grow into white radishes. The more yggdrasil grows, the more number of seeds it produces, hence, the more number of these radishes. There are everywhere.