"The fern flower? It really exists?" I guess I shouldn't have been that surprised. After all, a lot of witches searched for it today. But not all of them, either.
"Yes, maiden. One of them blooms around this place every year. I think this is just why your kin celebrates here, of all places. But it has a mind of its own, and it runs from wrong hands. I can feel, though, that while yours are matted by greed, your heart is pure, kind and strong." The bereginya smiled. "I think the fern flower will let you pick it up. That is, if you win against me, of course!"
That sounded like a rare opportunity, and businesspeople didn't succeed by missing those. I smiled. "Alright, let's play—"
"Wondrous!" the bereginya stood up to her hips, clapping her hands in joy. "What should we play at?.. Riddles, hide-and-seek, tag, oh, so many options!"
"Wait, if you aren't decided, can I pick a game?" I interrupted the woman.
