Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

I should do something, but I am always suppressing myself and planning something.

Hmm...a little weird.

Grace didn't think much and began to straighten her long skirt that was wrinkled by someone.

The high-hanging stars twinkle in the night, the moon is quiet, and the current atmosphere is a bit subtle, just like a hot first love, which makes people feel unbearable.

Grace pursed her lips and pretended not to say anything. She picked up the magic drink on the table and shook it to observe the bubbles floating on the liquid surface to relieve her own embarrassment.

Avro bowed cautiously, rested his elbows on his slender legs, supported his head, and spoke first,

"Um...Grace, is there anything you need my help with?"

His voice was soft and gentle, as if he was afraid of startling the birds in the forest.

Grace looked at Avro's tilted head and timid appearance, and always felt that she was suppressing something.

He was obviously very bold just a second ago and said words like "sister-in-law"...

What needs to be done now is to determine the efficacy of the magic drink, so it needs to be tested in batches on a large scale to see if there are any adverse effects.

"Not yet."

"Then can I stay with you?"

The girl's pleading eyes were pitiful and her face was flushed. At the same time, she gently rubbed her slender calf muscles with her knees, like a cute dog's affectionate coquettishness.

"No, Avro."

Grace declined cleanly.

Avro's eyes immediately dropped, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

All these actions fell into Grace's eyes. She blinked subtly and coughed softly.

"Two days later, it's okay after the engagement party at Francis's house. Before that, we'll keep our distance for the time being."

The cold voice clearly clarified the date boundary, but made the relationship boundary become more intimate.

Avro deliberately placed her hips close to her buttocks and asked with concerned eyes,

"Then can you tell me, is what you are doing dangerous?"

Even if Grace noticed Afro's little thoughts this time, she didn't rush to expose it. She just answered unhurriedly,

"It won't be dangerous."

"Really?"

Avro leaned her cheek closer, her eyes sparkling, and her voice raised as she asked.

Like an innocent child who can be deceived by others anytime, anywhere.

"fake."

Grace had a straight face, but couldn't help but stand up holding the magic drink in her hand, ready to walk to the window.

"Grace, it's rude to lie!!"

Avro raised his eyebrows in surprise, muttered and stood up, following in Grace's footsteps like a little duck following its mother.

"And don't leave so fast, stay a little longer? Is that okay?"

The girl's voice coming from behind was slightly dissatisfied. Grace never missed it, but she unconsciously and slightly raised her eyebrows happily.

"No."

Ta, tap, tap, without stopping, Grace walked towards the door without stopping. At the same time, she said in an emotionless tone:

"Afro, go home early. Remember to ask your brother to bring drink samples for [-] people tomorrow."

The cold tone did not dilute the fiery heart of the nun. She hurriedly stretched out her golden head from behind her shoulders and smiled brightly.

"Tomorrow? Do you want a bacon sandwich? Or cream of mushroom soup?"

Yes, Avro deciphered the encrypted words of Her Royal Highness - Avro's secret invitation to see you tomorrow.

"I don't even want to eat it."

Grace raised her hand and gently poked Avro's forehead back, and then reminded her seriously, "Stethoscope."

Avro stopped in place, looked down at the silver medical equipment on his plump chest, and smiled softly.

Even if you purse your lips hard, you can't suppress the sweetness at this moment.

How long will Her Majesty Grace keep pretending?

Stupid!

"That's all they want to eat."

Avro came to the conclusion with a smile on her face. She threw the stethoscope back on the sofa and quickly followed the thin but powerful figure.

Well... Her Royal Highness slowed down her pace.

Avro raised his eyebrows happily, if his mood could change into a slender tail at this moment.

Then Avro must be the most cheerful little dog ever, with his tail raised back and forth.

As the footsteps kept up, restless hands actively invaded the hands covered with lace gloves.

Got it! ! !

My mood is as smooth as riding a roller coaster, and my brisk steps seem to be stepping on the warm flamenco music.

"No holding hands." - The grumpy cat suddenly spoke, but she pushed it away without resistance.

It’s acquiescence!

"Oh."

Avro agreed immediately, held her slender wrist with a little evil intention, and met the murderous eyes that turned back with a smile, "Then I'll hold it."

Grace frowned and tried to shake it off in disgust.

With such soft strength, is it coquettish?

Avro tilted his head, his eyes crescent-like, in response.

"what……"

Grace sighed and gently kicked the red-brown wooden door in front of her with her toes.

"Then open the door. How can you get out while holding my hand?"

A little impatient, but also very cute.

"Grace, give me a little smile?"

Avro blinked innocently, and deliberately raised his slender wrist and shook it, showing off like a child.

Grace took a deep breath to resist the urge to step on Avro, twitching the corners of her mouth in annoyance, and kicked the door impatiently with her toes.

"Nora, open the door."

"Yes, Your Highness."

There was a reassuring response from Nora who was waiting outside the door. Even though the cold voice was exactly the same as Grace's, she could always believe that she would be waiting here even after the end of the world collapsed.

"Foul!!"

The sound of the lock cylinder turning was heard, and Avro's pupils trembled in protest.

"?"

Grace glanced at the frantic Afro, and when the breeze blew in when she opened the door, she said lightly,

"It's time to go back, Miss Avro."

The three people's eyes collided in the long and narrow corridor, and the atmosphere was as subtle as sparks hitting the earth.

Nora folded her hands in front of her belly, her eyelashes lowered, as calm as a robot.

Avro pursed her lips, her eyes wandered back and forth between Nora and Grace several times, and finally pointed out the window coyly,

"The carriage is at my brother's place..."

Grace said with a straight face: "Go back by yourself."

"Do not."

Avro held her wrist tightly.

Grace reiterated again, her tone stronger than last time, "Go back by yourself."

"Do not……"

Avro frowned and still didn't let go.

"Ok."

Grace finally compromised. She discussed with a softer tone, "I'll take you downstairs."

"Ok."

Avro raised his eyebrows happily, and deliberately waved Grace's hand as high as a childish child.

Is this... showing off?

Nora felt the emotion subtly, and vomited in her mind with an expressionless face.

Well, it is possible. After all, if Grace likes women...

When she looked at the cold Grace, she suddenly understood something.

——The ancient icebergs seem to be melting.

Ah...this Miss Avro must be Grace's future princess, right?

"Who is she showing off to?!" - the stupid witch in her mind screamed loudly.

"Nora, can you bear this? If you don't take down Grace tomorrow, I will look down on you!"

"Are you sick? Why should I insert it? Miss Avro is pretty nice."

The witch suggested cursingly, "Then take down Avro as well."

What’s even more outrageous is what the old woman from hundreds of years ago was thinking.

She always has bad ideas.

Nora simply blocked out the voice of the mentally handicapped witch and quietly led the way in the long and narrow corridor.

"Grace, do you want to go to the opera at the Royal Theater in the Imperial City? I have front row tickets for Miss Doris' "Red Rose", the morning star?"

"I don't want to see...Who else is Doris?"

"The most beautiful siren lady in the empire, Doris, has a sweet singing voice. She performs one show a month. It's really hard to buy."

Avro chuckled and said softly, "Of course not as good-looking as you..."

Miss Avro, I heard everything you said.

The slow footsteps behind her and the subtle chatter made Nora think that she was a light bulb forcibly entering romance.

How long will this kind of life last?

Nora was in a trance, numbly walking down the wooden stairs step by step, but Grace’s clear command voice came from behind her.

“Nora, please call the carriage later to take us to the most crowded place in the Imperial Capital at night.”

……

As a forbidden art in the church that cannot be used except for special periods, the Holy Spirit Art costs five years of life force at a time.

How many five years have I spent in my life talking to an illusory god and getting a response from her?

More than 1000 sunrises and moonsets, are the answers really useful?

I heard that after several inquiries about the holy spirit magic from the Holy See, I finally got the answer to the question.

Victoria sat quietly at the desk in front of the window, her hands folded and supporting her chin, thinking deeply.

Secretary Caroline reported in a smooth robotic voice.

"Phoenix put up the flag of Ibro in the city of Manta in Ibro Province and announced that the Rhine refugees after the cold floods are welcome to settle in Ibro. They will be treated equally."

This is a tough move.