Maybe some of their wonderful perfume will linger in her room.

When the petals fall we will scatter them in the drawers of her dresser, and they may distil a faint flower odour there.

We could do that to all her furniture, but perhaps she doesn't like perfume.

She'll be compelled to after she reaches Medicine Woods.

Betsy, you must travel faster!" The whip fell again and the Harvester stopped at the depot with a few minutes to spare.