Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Then a princess disappeared after a fire in the casino...or died?

Such a result would even be enough to shut down the Koda Casino completely.

Grace's eyes were as bright as stars. She lifted her heavy and aching body and resisted the coldness that swallowed her sanity.

Crazy, she stood up from the orange flames, picked up the velvet folding fan on the table, and guided the dancing flames to every corner of the bedroom.

The swaying body is like a dancing black butterfly fighting the fire.

After doing all this, the wildly surging tongues of fire almost spread throughout the entire bedroom, making it impossible for anyone to escape.

The girl is looking forward to the news of "Grace"'s death.

"All right."

With trembling hands, Grace threw the burning fan casually onto the bed and looked at Nora.

The dull maid lowered her head, like a child who had made a mistake and was waiting for an adult to reprimand her. She stretched out her hand,

"hand……"

Grace put her hand on Nora's palm, because she didn't mind wearing lace gloves.

Nora didn't know where to take out a compass-like bronze instrument panel. The light was floating, the six-pointed star's fluorescent blue magic circle lit up dazzlingly, and the two people standing side by side disappeared in the light of the fire.

The next second, the scene that appeared in front of him was no longer the fierce flames, but the quiet and quiet girl's bedroom.

There is a simple little bed neatly folded, a simple wooden table with colorful potions on one side, and a bookcase full of books with peeling paint.

"Good, good, cold..."

Grace's body was soaked in the unknown cold. She leaned against the wall. Not only was her body trembling, but her long and thick eyelashes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

Her fair skin, which had no idea what the sun was, turned sickly red.

Nora pursed her lips, her hands stretched stiffly in the air, as if they were separated by a chasm and could never touch the girl's shoulders.

"Nora! What are you still hesitating about? She was cursed by Arturius's 'Lover's Frost' because of you. If you don't let me pass on the power of disaster to her to suppress the curse, she will really freeze. dead."

Lucia scolded seriously in her mind, without any unreliable feeling at all, as if she was a benevolent doctor who devoted her whole life to the patients. Then this seriousness suddenly turned into frivolity.

"She didn't even blame you for beating her, so how can she blame you for hugging her?"

"I'm telling you, if you want her to survive, you might even have to take off your clothes. Why are you being pretentious here?"

103. Grace?Press it!

The Nine Heavens is the residence of gods. Things that are ordinary to gods are a disaster to mortals.

According to Lucia, "lover's frost" is a wisp of frost on extremely cold days.

The attack will bring about a bone-chilling cold. In severe cases, even the blood in the body will freeze, causing the warm body to evolve into an ice sculpture.

Moreover, the onset time is uncertain and extremely dangerous. Apart from Lucia's power of disaster, there is currently no way to relieve it.

In short, Lover's Frost is an accidental creation of the gods. While it bears the corresponding curse, it also has certain benefits - especially its control and affinity for ice and snow, which will rise to unimaginable levels.

Therefore, compared to the curse of "soul-stealing", "Lover's Frost" is more like a powerful but negative blessing.

It stands to reason that Grace would die within a short time of being cursed, but Lucia said that Grace, whose personality was almost as cold as her own, had the blood of Ibrox and could resist her destined death.

Ibro is the royal bloodline of the kingdom blessed by Wells, but Ibro has been reduced to a small province of the empire under Rein's muskets and cavalry.

"Um……"

An unbearable groan came from Grace's nasal cavity, interrupting Nora's thinking.

Her delicate white hands kept rubbing her arms, trying to generate heat through friction to dispel the cold.

But there was no way to combat the coldness brought about by the curse.

The water vapor in the air began to condense on the yellow wall that Grace was leaning on. The wounds on her slender neck were cut by the fragments, and the flowing blood was frozen by the cold air into dazzling tiny pieces of blood.

At the same time, the silvery frost began to spread with the girl as the center.

"What are you still hesitating about?"

Lucia shouted eagerly, "She will really die if you don't save her, don't you see?"

It’s not that Nora hated being in contact with Grace. She even said that after the soul-stealing attack, she used her body to block the impact of the magic aftermath for Grace.

But the blood-stained sapphire ring was full of strange crimson, and the cold blood was slowly sliding down the back of Nora's hand.

She watched the red slowly slide down in the air, silently splashing a blood flower on the wooden floor.

"There was no hesitation. As soon as I got close to her, it was as if there was a curse... I was just afraid of having a soul-seizing attack and hurting her again."

Nora answered Lucia's question with some guilt in her mind.

But the movements of her hands never stopped for a moment, and she lit the fireplace neatly.

"It's just a coincidence. How can there be any reason why she would have an attack as soon as she gets close to her? Apart from being a bloodline of the Ibro Kingdom, what's so special about Grace?"

"Admit it, you just like her... and you still make her so nervous. I can see through all your little thoughts."

Lucia's frivolous and flamboyant voice was teasing her in her head, and this time she didn't bother to care.

Just want to do my own thing.

Bang, bang, Nora used her hands and feet to hammer open some old lint in the closet, took out all the quilts used to resist the cold, and stacked them thickly on the bed layer by layer.

Soul-stealing must... not have another attack.

Because of the guilt, I felt inexplicably agitated, and my emotions were like knocking over all the colors, and I couldn't explain how I felt.

According to what Lucia said before, Lucia is now living in her body as a remnant soul.

She couldn't escape the constraints of her body, but she could suppress the cold caused by the curse "Lover's Frost" by keeping her skin as close as possible and transmitting the power of disaster to Grace.

In other words, for a long period of time in the future, I will be by Grace's side every step of the way.

I didn't want to be her maid...

But people always have to be responsible for what they do, right?

Nora took a deep breath, and then moved quickly and fearlessly towards the cold center.

Grace was trembling all over, and the cold that penetrated her bones made her soul tremble deep in her body.

She remembered the feeling she had when she had ALS before she traveled through time.

Countless tempered steel needles were inserted into every pore, and the whole body seemed to have been plunged into the coldest hell and accepted the most cruel execution in the world.

But these will not defeat Grace, and there is no way to defeat Grace.

The only thing that can defeat her is the death of Erin.

How could someone disappear for a whole year?

She is such a lonely and beautiful person.

How could she be willing to forget her most beloved pet when she wished she could play with everyone?

Eileen died in a sudden shooting that was said to be a deliberate act of revenge.

It was no different from the process of being punished by justice and finally being shot to death.

It's just that Grace couldn't see her crying when she was on the verge of death.

Grace didn't care, because the people she hadn't seen all year long were long forgotten.

All that is left is hatred, but there is no way to remember hatred.

The hatred that supports continued revenge is like dandelions blown away by the wind. It has no real sense of memory, but it is everywhere.

How would the Jingwei who reclaimed the sea feel when they saw the vast ocean disappearing in the scorching sun?

Grace may have been able to fully empathize from that moment on.

When a person dies, he dies. There is nothing worth discussing anymore, it is just water melting into water.

But...those likes are also sincere.

A love that is unique in this world, a moth flying into a flame.

"Ai...Lin..."

When people are about to die, they will always think about the most unforgettable people and things in their lifetime.

Even though Grace's beautiful love lips were almost frozen by frost and snow, she still couldn't help but say the name of the person she hated most in the world.

How could Irene not feel this bone-chilling cold?

In his daze, a warm object suddenly came close to him.

The heat she contained was not very high, but it stimulated the body's survival instinct, and he couldn't help but move his stiff self closer to her.

"I'm sorry...I did this to save you."

Someone seemed to be saying something in her ear, but Grace's nerves seemed to be frozen and she couldn't hear it at all.

As if being dragged along, Grace felt like a stiff puppet at the mercy of others.

She barely concentrated her mind and saw Miss Nora, who had the same cold attribute as herself, dragging her from her armpits to the bedside.

The expressionless face showed an expression of anxiety and guilt.

She didn’t know what Nora was going to do, and her frozen body was eagerly anticipating and catering to Nora’s arrival.

Even though Grace usually hated physical contact, she didn’t have the strength to push Miss Nora away anymore.

Grace lay flat on the bed, the cold air soaking deeper and deeper, and her long eyelashes could barely blink a few times.

The girl's life is at stake.

Nora apologized softly and sincerely, “I’m sorry.”

I don't know how I feel about saying this.

Her Adam's apple was floating up and down nervously, and Nola's heart was pounding, but she untied the girl's clothes without hesitation.

From the ribbon knot at the neckline to the hem of the skirt, Nora took off the restraints on her body layer by layer without any pause.

Nora had long blocked Lucia’s voice.

So all the decisions were made by herself.

She has no other intention than to save people, but at the same time she must retain her female dignity.

Even though we are all women, not everyone can accept being naked.

Nora took off as much of Grace's outer clothing as possible to keep out the cold.

Her fair skin turned shockingly pale in the too low temperature. She lay there quietly, like a princess frozen in the ice.

The curves and luster of the body are extremely beautiful, the distinct collarbone is as delicate as a butterfly about to fly, the slender waist has no trace of fat, and the legs are slender and straight.

Everything is like a masterpiece created by God and given extraordinary love.

Perfect.

The small bloody scratch on the neck is not only not an obstacle, but gives people a sense of incomplete and broken beauty.

"it's beautiful……"

She couldn't help but sigh softly, it was the first time she was so close to someone, and Nora's emotionless face was stained with a shallow blush of shyness for some unknown reason.

She didn't let Grace be exposed to the cold for long, and quickly covered Grace's body with a thick cotton jacket to prevent the heat from dissipating.

Layer after layer, even if Grace's body formed a thick hill, the biting cold did not disappear.

Mink coats, winter skirts, and wrapped linings, each piece of clothing fell lightly from the air to the bed.

Nora stripped herself naked in several steps, leaving only her underwear on, and then quietly and hesitantly lifted the quilt.

The bone-chilling cold was like a surging flood rushing to a lower place, all rushing toward him.

"hiss……"

Nora gasped.

Then the heavy quilt was tossed like a wave, and Nora pressed her warm body against Grace's frozen body like ice.

This was almost like a lover's move, which made the innocent Nora inevitably and quickly turn red at the base of her ears and cheeks.

"I'm sorry...Grace."