Brooklyn hadn’t particularly cared if the plant was a snargaluff or a venomous tentacula. Except for the fact they probably wouldn’t have been expected to actually wrestle with the tentacula. For that reason, she wished that had been what the plant was. There was no way she wanted to be sticking her hand inside that thing, even if she had gloves. Of course, they were expected to work in pairs, too. That just made it even better, especially as Ethan had gone off to work with Norah. The tiny redhead figured having an older student probably would be more useful. Maybe she’d be able to get them to do most of the work.

But then she needed to find a partner, and until then, she was staying as far away from the creepy vines as possible. She wasn’t going to be like the others and yell out that she needed a partner either. Royalty didn’t ask. They just expected, and usually they got what they wanted. She just had to wait. Maybe she’d get lucky and class would be over soon. And she could avoid losing a hand to a plant.