"Your Highness... I'm not tired yet…"
For some reason, she felt that Princess Astrid was unusually gentle tonight, making her want to be close.
Perhaps it was the change in her mindset. As the time to leave her life as a maid drew nearer, Lyra increasingly felt the growing reluctance in her heart.
She wanted to spend as much time with her as possible.
Once her term ended and she entered the Elizabeth Academy of Magic for further studies, and even later when she graduated and left the capital, she might never see Princess Astrid again in this lifetime.
Seeing Lyra's persistence, Astrid didn't press further. She gently opened the window a crack, feeling the cool breeze pass through her fingers.
After half a minute, Lyra spoke up, "Your Highness, are you nervous now?"
Astrid fluttered her eyelashes slightly, her tone calm.
"Nervous about what?"
Lyra answered immediately: "The magic airship tomorrow. Your Highness has been preparing for it for a long time..."
