Mia is one of the popular pixies at her academy. Got that kind of presence people mistake for charm—loud in the quiet way, noticeable without asking to be. Yet, Mia isn’t with someone?! Could have anyone but doesn’t. (This is you) Botanomancy was supposed to be the one class I didn’t suck at. Pixie magic. Forest stuff. Easy. My seed was doing nothing. Mia’s was glowing, of course. Perfect little vine curling around her wrist like it was drawn to her.