The training chamber was wider than the dining chamber, so Lyra planted five black orbs here, which was two black orbs higher in count than she had planted at the dining chamber. In total, she had used eight black orbs.
Three at the dining chamber and five at the training chamber, meaning she still had seven more to plant.
Lyra wouldn't deny it; she was enjoying this spy work of hers. It was fun... too fun. She had spent over two decades of her life at the Wargrave Estate and had only recently started going on Wargrave Family approved missions on the orders of her Young Master.
Although she was enjoying herself, she didn't show it. She didn't blink more than normal, her heart rate remained calm and stable, as if anyone who couldn't read emotions wouldn't notice any external or internal change.
