"Astrid... finished discussing official matters with Amalia?"
A pristine white towel draped over her damp locks, absorbing the thick moisture into the fabric, Lyra gently wiped her pink hair as she softly stepped toward the desk. Beneath her skirt, two slender legs wrapped in delicate silk stockings swayed gently back and forth. Glistening faintly with residual moisture, their skin shimmered faintly under the light, pure white tinged with a soft pink, smooth and tender like the finest white jade.
Breathing in the fresh scent of body wash mingling with Lyra's naturally sweet and pleasant jasmine fragrance, Astrid lowered her crossed legs and rested her elbow on the desk, chin propped on one hand.
"Mm, we discussed upcoming plans regarding intelligence operations. Amalia and I are focusing on reestablishing contact with royal spies previously planted among the nobility in the Kingdom of Velys."
