"...It's not that I can't accept it."

Did Princess Astrid really say that, or did I mishear her?

The air fell into a brief silence. Lyra swallowed, her delicate body trembling slightly, her slender white fingers intertwined at her abdomen.

"Princess Astrid, what did you just say... I didn't quite catch it..."

Why was she suddenly being asked to take off her clothes? This was too strange.

"Miss Lyra, would you mind taking off your clothes in front of me?"

Astrid repeated her words, her ruby-like eyes calmly fixed on Lyra.

She wasn't asking this to tease Lyra or to do anything strange, like some of the restless Valeria nobles who might do peculiar things to their personal maids.

Astrid was doing this to verify some details about the use of the transformation potion, ensuring she wouldn't accidentally reveal her true identity in front of the Fourth Princess.

From what Amalia had said, there would be many more close moments like last night.