Meg - Transport via Plants

“You are telling us,” he snarled, “that you lost her. Two strong, capable servants of the Triumvirate lost a little girl. How could that happen?”
Marcus cupped his hands. “Lord Cleander, I don’t know! We stopped at a convenience store outside of Dayton. She went to the restroom and—and she disappeared.”
Marcus glanced at his companion for support. Vortigern grunted.
Cleander, the red-suited advisor, scowled. “Was there any sort of plant near this restroom?”
Marcus blinked. “Plant?”
“Yes, you fool. The growing kind.”
“I…well, there was a clump of dandelions growing from a crack in the pavement by the door, but—”
“What?” yelled Cleander. “You let a daughter of Demeter near a plant?”
A daughter of Demeter. My heart felt like it had been launched upward in one of Britomartis’s nets. At first I had wondered if these men were talking about Georgina, but they meant Meg McCaffrey. She had given her escorts the slip.
Marcus gaped like a fish. “Sir, it—it was a just a weed!”
“Which is all she needed to teleport away!” screamed Cleander. “You should have realized how powerful she is becoming. Gods only know where she is now!”
“Actually,” said the emperor, sending a flash freeze through the room, “I’m a god. And I have no idea.”

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The Dark Prophecy, Chapter 11