"Oh, yes." As if to prove it, Amalthea reached out and plucked a petal from a flower, and promptly ate it. Greta was probably referencing her vegetables, but Amalthea liked flowers. Then she sipped her tea, humming happily. "Yes, it's very safe. Her magic has not done anything but make it more of itself. This is sort of what happened in my forest, when I lived there."

She frowned at the thought and looked down at her mug. "I wonder if it's started to fade."

Amalthea made it a point to try not to think too much about the life behind her, about her forest or the people she knew, even if Molly's voice sometimes echoed through her mind and the absence of Lir lived in her heart. She took another sip of tea and cradled the mug close to her, wanting the warmth even though the day was warm already.

"The magic here will not hurt you or your family, or Sadie and Cu."