When Aster said it was nothing, she truly meant it. Primrose had no idea what she had done, but since Aster didn't look nervous at all, it meant she knew exactly what she was doing.
"Done," Aster said as the last lock clicked open. "The locks won't send any signal to the main key holder. But… It's only safe for one hour. After that, there might be some trouble."
Primrose turned her face toward Edmund, waiting for his reply. Without hesitation, he said, "It's fine. One hour is enough."
Aster pushed the gate open, creating a path for them. Just as they were about to step inside, Primrose spoke, "Aster, we don't know what's in there. If you feel uncomfortable, you can wait here."
Aster paused, thinking for a moment before shaking her head. "No. I want to see what's inside too."
She lowered her gaze slightly. "Even if I only helped my father make those locks… I was still part of it. If what I did ended up hurting people, then I deserve to know."
