A noble heart.
A curious soul.
A forever friend.
Albina had been asked once what made someone noble.
She had thought about it for a long time.
Then she said:
Albina: “A title may tell people where you stand.”
…
“But kindness tells them who you are when no one is watching.”
🤍
She looked toward Lunaria.
Albina: “I think that is the only kind of nobility worth keeping.”
❤️
Morgan’s Friend
Morgan found Albina in the garden.
Again.
…
Morgan: “Albina.”
Albina looked up.
There was soil on her paws.
A flower behind one ear.
And absolutely no regret.
Morgan: “You are aware that you are the Countess of Lunaria.”
Albina looked at her paws.
Then at Morgan.
Albina: “Yes.”
…
Morgan: “Just checking.”
❤️
Albina moved aside and made room beside her.
Morgan looked at the soil.
Then at her dress.
Then at Albina.
…
She sat down.
❤️
For a while, neither Countess said anything.
They planted flowers.
They got their hands dirty.
And somewhere between one tiny seed and another…
they forgot completely that anyone had ever given them titles.
🤍
Morgan: “Albina?”
Albina: “Hmm?”
Morgan: “This is better.”
Albina smiled.
Albina: “I know.”
❤️❤️❤️
← Back Before Albina Mysteriously Disappears Again
Morgan knows where to look.
Probably the garden.
🤍
