In truth, Astrid's guess was absolutely correct. Noticing the surprise and joy flickering in her beloved's eyes, Lyra's expression grew even gentler. Her blue pupils continued to shimmer brightly, even with her back facing the sun.
Then, she flapped her wings made of mental energy and quickly flew toward Astrid as if treading on air.
Next, the pink-haired girl pressed her face against the windowpane. Her slightly flared pink-white skirt and the tips of her little leather shoes together pressed against the transparent glass of the regent's bedroom.
"Eh?" Lyra touched it tentatively, her expression somewhat puzzled.
"..."
Looks like someone's fool-meets-beauty trait hadn't changed at all, still exactly the same as before.
Seeing this, Astrid curved her lips, her voice tinged with amusement.
"Didn't Lyra forget? The palace underwent renovations before you leave..."
"This window can now only open outward."
