⚔️Serberia

— Oh? — Ilva is completely absorbed 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 tore herself away from 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 results of Ilva's work. — I see that my greenhouse has a new owner.

Ilva was so engrossed in her humble work that, hearing a familiar voice behind her, she suddenly startled and turned around.
— Oh, — the girl quickly stopped her work and politely bowed to the Countess, — good day, Your Excellency! This is very nice! — she commented on the origin of the extra pair of ears on the ruler's head. — And thank you for the kind words! Although, of course, I don't have as much experience in caring for a diverse number of plants as your assistant... — the girl shyly glanced around: — But as I told her, this is the most magnificent greenhouse I have ever seen!