As Asher was happily testing out the new movement technique, a faint smile lingered on his face. However, his steps came to an immediate pause when he heard a knock on the door. His smile widened, for he already knew who it was, Lyra.
"Come in," he said with a calm smile, gently sitting down on his bed. At his words, Lyra stepped into the room, still dressed in her maid uniform. Her appearance remained flawless, as always, a testament to the fact that although she had been sealed away somewhere, nothing truly harmful had occurred to her.
"Good morning, Young Master," Lyra greeted politely, her voice as serene as ever.
"How are you, Lyra? I heard you were locked away to prevent you from assisting me," Asher asked with a gentle tone. Although she appeared perfectly fine, he still asked to be sure.
Lyra smiled tenderly before replying, "I'm perfectly fine, Young Master. Congratulations on successfully surviving the True Awakening. I never had any doubt in you."
