While the other alphas were still tangled in their own mornings, Su Wanyan wiped the sweat from her brow and surveyed what she had done.
An hour, maybe a little more, but during that time, the assigned ground was finished, and not only once... Twice. The extra stretch of tilled earth lay dark and even where her shovel and hoe had passed, rows turned with a rhythm that had stopped feeling like labor somewhere around the midpoint and started feeling like exercise.
Points, here I come! She thought, grinning so hard it reached her ears.
She picked up the hoe, retrieved the shovel she had dropped at the edge of the second plot, and walked back toward the indifferent man who had been watching her the entire time.
