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... , towel in hand, slowly drying her hair.

In the room, Lyra sat on the bed and heard the other woman speak softly.

"Okay."

Due to the kind invitation of Countess Charlotte, Astrid decided to stay overnight at the manor.

Elise and Lyra, being maids, naturally accompanied her and were thus arranged to share a bedroom by the servant.

Pushing open the door, the air was filled with a light moisture. Lyra took out a clean sprig of mint for cleaning her mouth from ...

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