"Princess Astrid... maybe we should go back…"
Just as Lyra thought Astrid would agree, the woman stopped swaying her glass, turned her head, and her cool red eyes silently gazed at her.
"The view on the deck is beautiful, you can overlook the imperial city and gaze at the sky. It's nice to feel the breeze here..."
"...And if it makes you feel better, catching a cold doesn't matter. I can stay with you."
Staring into those beautiful eyes that reflected her own face, Lyra's lips parted slightly, her heart skipping a beat.
Princess Astrid...
At that moment, Astrid asked, "Are you homesick, Lyra?"
Hearing this, the pink-haired maid paused for half a minute before answering softly.
"A little..."
Besides her worries about the future, she did miss her parents back home, wondering how they were celebrating the New Year and if they were happy.
Hearing this, Astrid took a sip of her juice and spoke gently.
