"Princess Astrid will be fine, Miss Lyra can rest assured."
Looking at Lyra, who was standing in front of her with her head lowered and gently clutching the hem of her skirt, Elise offered an answer that would slightly ease the other's worries.
"Is that so..." Lyra murmured thoughtfully after hearing this, pursing her lips and not pressing Elise for further explanation.
She believed that given the head maid's loyalty to Astrid, if anything were to happen, Elise would undoubtedly be more concerned than herself.
It's good that nothing's wrong.
Noticing Lyra's visible relief, Elise maintained her composure. "I'll go prepare dinner for Her Highness. Please wait here for a moment, Miss Lyra."
Elise thought to herself that as the most dazzling jewel of the Valeria Empire, the princess's charm was naturally beyond question.
She hadn't expected that even Miss Lyra, who had once clashed with Astrid, would now show such concern for her.
