Lyra left at the hottest time of the day, in the depths of winter. The warm sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell on the bustling Capital city, illuminating the window sills and tiles on both sides of the street.
Retracting her gaze from the brown wooden wheels, Astrid held Amalia's hand and walked back, while Elise followed silently behind the two princesses with a parasol.
Inside the carriage, Lyra lifted the curtain and looked at the gradually receding palace gate, her clear blue eyes reflecting the flowing light like water.
Take care, Princess Astrid...
As the carriage turned the corner and the palace gate completely disappeared from view, Lyra let go of her hand and sat up straight.
On December 26, 1730 of the Human Common Calendar, the destined heroine Lyra Beckett, with a mix of excitement and reluctance, boarded a carriage alone to return to her hometown from Capital.
