Seeing that Lyra was still standing there without moving, Astrid picked up her wine glass and took a sip, her tone calm.
"What do you understand?"
"Princess Astrid... didn't you tell me to tidy up my clothes?"
"..."
Suddenly realizing that the person by her side wasn't the always understanding, perfectly composed head maid Elise, but this simple-minded, occasionally clueless chosen heroine and clumsy maid, Astrid spoke softly.
"I had the waiter prepare an extra set of utensils and ordered an extra dish. Lyra, do you think I'm going to use two sets of utensils to eat twice?"
After serving for so long, as an imperial princess, she had no habit of bringing food back to the palace. As for whether it might be for Amalia to try, not only would it be too late by the time they finished eating, but she also wouldn't give Amalia food that had been reheated after cooling. At most, she would bring Amalia to the restaurant to try it fresh next time.
"Princess Astrid, you mean..."