⚔️Serberia

Hecate's greenhouse, in all its serene splendor, overshadowed even its sister in the Enchanted Grove of Galgan, where Ilva had to visit when she bought her eagle. At the moment, there was no one else there except for the girl tending to the plants.

Ilva was glad to distract herself from the unpleasant thoughts of the past few days and enjoy the beauty of the greenhouse. After the noisy city, there was something vaguely familiar about this place. Perhaps her childhood spent in Baldur was affecting her in this way.
—What a beauty! I wish I could create something similar at our home... —unintentionally voicing her thoughts aloud, Ilva noticed the girl working nearby, who might have taken the comment personally. So, to avoid creating unnecessary awkwardness, she continued: —Oh, hello! Sorry if I distracted you from your work...