• Lady Alsina Dimitrescu, one of the lords... actually has a cat! That surprised everyone in the castle. Even her three daughters.*

• While Lady Alsina was busy in the castle, she allowed her cat to wander around the castle to meet her maids, her daughters, maybe even catch mice for her cat's pastime - hunting.**

The cat's name was Marta. Or, as she was called, "Mademoiselle". The servants bowed to her, fed her the best food with spices and water. She ate like a real lady, and in the evenings she sat on a red pillow trimmed with gold, warming her fluffy, plump cat body by the fireplace.**

One day, Martha was walking around the castle, and the cats who had accidentally wandered into the castle crowded around her, fluffing their tails and straightening their fluffy chests, wanting to attract her attention and, perhaps, even be able to persuade her to love and family. Martha herself was very disdainful, arrogant and with huge ambitions in choosing the potency of a cat. And not a single cat could interest her yet.

** Martha snorted majestically, passing by the cats, her fluffy white tail softly, like a feather, swaying past the impatient muzzles of the cats.**

She jumped into a leather chair, sat down, crossing her paws. The cats took turns or simply crowded around, wanting to show how beautiful they were and that she should choose them. Some of them were purebreds, but mostly simple mongrels. Watching, looking at everyone who was trying to interest her at least a little, she just yawned