Asher walked around the Wargrave estate without a particular direction in mind. He remembered the first time he had left his room after his transmigration, the sheer amount of opulence he had seen had been overwhelming.
He remembered seeing the knights as they trained, although even now, he still couldn't keep up with their speed, no matter how hard he tried.
Lyra walked behind him with steady, composed steps. Unlike Asher, she wasn't really bothered or anxious. She knew her Young Master well, perhaps better than most. She knew he could easily escape during the True Awakening if he wished; she had seen him teleport to his room numerous times over the past five months.
Although she didn't really know how strong Asher had become now, she had no doubt that he would return to her… to the Wargrave estate.
