⚔️Serberia

—Well, good luck! I'll try not to let you down.

— Oh? — Ilva is completely immersed in the process and spends quite a long time doing it, not noticing at all that at one point someone appears behind her. — Now I see who I owe for the fact that my little florist finally stopped taking care of the plants and spent time on something else.

— Ah, this? — The Countess touches the artificial ears on her head. — I was playing with the city children. Hmm... — She looks around, assessing the fruits of Ilva's labor. — I see that my greenhouse has a new owner.