A... All clothes changed by Astrid?
Every single piece?
Receiving confirmation, Lyra instinctively froze, her fingers pausing at the collar of her nightgown as she unconsciously tugged at the fabric while glancing inward.
Where light-blue fabric should have been, there was now snow-white cloth, its edges adorned with lace patterns that added a touch of cuteness to the entire design.
How did she remember... it wasn't this one before...
Lifting a corner of the blanket and gently flipping the hem of her nightgown, the garments underneath once again confirmed Lyra's suspicion. Ignoring the dull aches triggered by her movements, the girl turned her face aside, using her hand to brush aside strands of pink hair that had fallen over a sliver of flushed skin.
If Astrid had only changed her outer clothes or removed the white stockings from her legs, that would've been harmless enough. But she had even replaced the innermost layer.
That meant... she'd been completely seen by Astrid...
