After a few glasses of wine, Astrid completely dropped the aloof facade she maintained in front of outsiders.
The atmosphere at the dining table gradually became livelier, with even the usually reticent head maid joining in the conversation.
Though she only occasionally chimed in with a few words or shared her insights, it was still a significant change.
Lyra gazed at Astrid's flawless face in the candlelight. The cool liquid she drank couldn't dispel the warmth in her heart.
The New Year was almost here... Although she couldn't return to her village to celebrate with her family this time, this feeling wasn't bad at all...
Lyra took a bite of cake, her peripheral vision catching Charlotte drinking wine with a composed expression, her gentle gaze lingering on Astrid for a long time.
Across the table, the head maid was attentively monitoring the food on the table, ready to get up and replenish it at any moment.
