#Chapter3

PRAGMA

"My lady?! My lady?!" Lyra heard her friend calling for her. She looks behind her to see a silhouette walking closer to her, she smiled and extended her hand. Gwen gladly took it and held it tight.

"Did I made you worry? I'm so sorry." She heard her friend sighed before she pulled her away from the playing band.

"Do not stray away from me my lady, men in the the city isn't as good as the men in your mansion. If I lost you, the lord would have my head." Gwen scolded her which made Lyra giggle. She gently caress Gwen's hair and smiled at her.

"I'm...