In the Kingdom of Anemoi, the neighboring Kingdom of Helios Youngest Prince Dylan de Helios comes to visit along with a diplomatic envoy. Seven years ago, they had lost contact with the Crown Princess Lyra and the Eldest Princess Astrid of Anemoi. S...
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Princess Lyra Belle de Anemoi
Chapter 11
The wind blew outside, dancing with the falling leaves as the sun fell on the locked window. Lyra, who was still in her negligee, laid down on the creased bed, hugging her pillow. She kept staring outside. Even though her eyes were gazing out, they were out of focus as she kept thinking about Dylan and his recent behavior.
It is true she did feel comfortable with him but to what extent is the boundary between being comfortable and harboring feelings for someone?
Her sister's question from last night before she had gotten ready for bed flashed in her mind.
"Do you love Dylan?"
Astrid suddenly blurted out a question which made her cough as her cheeks become tinted,
"...Out of a sudden?"
"I am merely curious. Do you admire him?"
"...not in that sense."
Her sister hums as her sharp gaze felt like it was piercing through her. This made Lyra more flustered,
"Why are you inspecting me like that?"
"Nothing."
"Tell me. I know you are thinking something weird again. What is it?"
Sighing Astrid remarked,
"It heeded me as if you both are in love."
Flustered, Lyra abruptly retorted,
"Sister! It is not like that. It's been barely 2-3 days since we started hanging out. It really is nothing like that. Nothing. He doesn't l..."
Lyra's words suddenly halt as, his hugging her last night flashes in her mind. Was he about to kiss her? Or perhaps it is her imagination? Shaking her distracting thoughts away, she continued,
"He doesn't like me in that way...I think so..."
"Is that so?"
Astrid's nonchalant reply irks Lyra who adds,
"It absolutely isn't like that."
"Whatever you believe."
Nibbling her lip, Lyra slowly mumbles,
"What's more I don't even comprehend what it represents to fall in love..."
"...I don't perceive that either..."
Astrid replied with half-open eyes and a distant smile. Seeing Astrid's expression, Lyra realized she must be referring to 'that'.
Tightening her fists, Lyra softly called out to her,
