A tussle between fairies did not always need a clear victor. After all, this was no battlefield of real blades and blood, nor were they facing mortal enemies.
What mattered most was that both combatants found pleasure and joy in the battle.
Lyra's defenses were rather low. Astrid often seized the initiative with a string of coordinated moves, leaving her half-melted before she had even realized what was happening. In the end, she will succumb beneath Her Highness's nimble fingertips.
Fortunately, the lady knight had plenty of health and recovered quickly. She was not so helpless that her feet never touched the bed, suppressed by her opponent from beginning to end.
On a few occasions, she even managed to turn defense into offense, perfectly reproducing every tactic Astrid had used on her. She made the princess experience exactly what she had felt at the time, and helped her take a thorough measurement of her waist.
