As the garden's caretaker, it was my responsibility to ensure it thrived. I knew there would come a day when I could no longer maintain it, so I enchanted a necklace gifted from my daughter to transform a new generation of saplings into treants, so they could watch over the garden in my stead. I placed it on an enchanted pedestal, sheltered within a small shrine. The garden was in great hands. I must know what happened.