At 9:20 in the evening, Astrid heard someone knocking on the door, thinking that Amalia had come early, the little girl was busy painting recently, and came later than usual every day, she said softly.
"Come in."
The door opened, Lyra in a maid's uniform walked into the bedroom, holding a brown tray with a teacup on it.
"Princess Astrid, it's best to drink a cup of tea before going to bed after eating greasy food at night."
Astrid put down the quill, slightly stretched her waist, her chocolate-like black silk feet found the slippers and put them on, turned her head to look at Lyra.
"Thank you."
Hearing Astrid's voice, Lyra politely replied that it was her duty, and after making sure that Amalia was not there, she put down the teacup and stood aside.
"What's wrong, Lyra?" Astrid took a sip of tea, it was still the familiar tea fragrance, the temperature was just right, it warmed the stomach but would not burn the tongue.
"..."
