Meg - Ear Blueberries

“Meg,” I said, “it’ll only take Medea one charmspoken word to defeat you. If she says stumble at the right moment…”
Meg glowered at me, as if it were my fault the sorceress could charmspeak. “Can we shut up Magic Lady somehow?”
“It would be easier to cover your ears,” I suggested.
Meg retracted her blades. She rummaged through her supplies while the rumble of the chariot’s wheels got faster and closer.
“Hurry,” I said.
Meg ripped open a pack of seeds. She sprinkled some in each of her ear canals, then pinched her nose and exhaled. Tufts of bluebonnets sprouted from her ears.
“That’s interesting,” Piper said.
“WHAT?” Meg shouted.
Piper shook her head. Never mind.

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The Burning Maze, Chapter 17