Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

The time for Afro's counterattack finally came. She took the initiative to take a step forward to shorten the distance between the two, pulled Grace's arm down by her sleeves, and

"As His Highness said, the maid game is not over yet. I just fulfilled the duties of a maid."

Then, she moved towards the tie at the neckline, easily untied the bow, and then bloomed a smile like a flower in the night,

"After all, I see His Highness is having a great time, isn't it?"

Being so close, you can not only carefully see the small fuzz on Afro's delicate cheeks, but also feel the faint fragrance of her hair.

There is also human warmth, the breath spraying on the eye sockets.

Grace's eyebrows drooped in disgust. She recalled some past memories and couldn't help pushing Afro away.

The cold frost and snow on the girl's face froze into ice, rejecting people thousands of miles away, "Forget it, let's stop here."

Where was that domineering attitude that made fun of people before?

People always have a rebellious mentality, and Avro still quite enjoyed this slightly disgusted Grace, who was actually just not good at handling intimate relationships.

I always feel that under the unattainable face at this moment, there is actually a blushing, shy and nervous emotion hidden.

It would be cute if Grace, who looks like snow, had that expression.

At this point, the corners of Avro's mouth were raised. She observed Grace's expression with straight eyes, and said in a slightly teasing tone:

"Your Highness Grace, if I broke a vase when I was a child and my mother asked if I did it, I would deny it."

Grace's agate-like eyes rolled slightly, and her tone was one of concealment of alienation.

"so what?"

The more this happened, the more curious Afro became. The girl's face was full of holy righteousness, and she didn't feel that her behavior was out of bounds at all.

"But in the maid game, it's not a foul. I just fulfilled my duties as a maid."

"This behavior makes no sense."

Grace took a step back. In the gold-rimmed birdcage-shaped floor-to-ceiling mirror on the left, she caught a glimpse of herself losing ground.

In fact, after putting on the [Maid Outfit], the system has derived many tasks, such as [Contact], [Scold], [Whip] and [Force], these game options are available.

But Grace didn't think it was necessary and just followed her heart and teased Avro a little.

Excessive contact is a bad behavior. For now, Grace is not ready for passionate contact with others.

"If you have to change clothes, then you can do it yourself. I'm going back to the room first."

She decided to end the topic and turned around to leave cleanly.

Someone stopped her shoulder once again, and Afro used her clean and innocent smile to say Bai Qiehei's words,

"What's wrong, are you shy, Your Highness? These are the duties of a maid, to do trivial things for the master."

Grace looked sideways, moved her shoulders and looked into her eyes, "I don't need it."

"I think His Highness seems to have some special hobbies in things like master and servant."

Avro couldn't help but chuckle,

"At home, the maids would strip me completely naked and put on my cumbersome skirt one by one, cinching my waist with a tight wraparound girdle."

"This is a very common thing that a maid should do. It is obviously a master-servant game, why is it so difficult to come to your place, Your Highness Grace?"

Under the magic light, her delicate eyes shimmered with special brilliance, appearing sincere and innocent.

He spoke slowly and moved softly and gracefully, everything seemed to be some kind of signal with an unspeakable desire.

"..."

Grace didn't need to explain the reason to her, but what made people curious was where Avro's clever little brain learned it.

"How is it? Your Highness."

Avro seemed to feel that this kind of pulling between people was enough, and she finally said her ultimate goal - "If you are afraid, let's end this maid's play house game, right?"

"Although, I will not refuse any of your requests."

If Her Majesty Grace insists on persisting, bullying her may not be in line with her status as a believer...

But if she is a goddess, she must be able to understand herself.

So, Grace, what would you choose?

"No, keep going, but I don't need you to change right now."

Grace had a straight face, as if she was still using her last line of defense to protect her principles.

Avro felt that with her thin body, it was difficult to defend against anything.

Of course, for Her Majesty Grace, it is just teasing now.There is nothing wrong with fighting tooth for tooth.

I am not a perverted lesbian, I just want to see her, who is so crazy and calm, suddenly appear unable to control the situation and become helpless.

That would be fun.

Avro raised his eyebrows and asked with interest,

"Then I heard that the maid service also helps with bathing and so on. Do you really want to continue, Your Highness Grace?"

"It's okay, continue."

Grace answered coldly, but her coldness was nothing more than the ice surface of late winter approaching spring. A gentle smash would bring out the pulsing spring water.

Will you see Grace panicking next time?

When Avro thought of this, even Grace's teasing during the day became a little anticipated.

……

When the moon fell silent and the vast night was swallowed up by rich darkness, Victoria was not in her palace tonight.

Dark clouds rolled silently in the space, and the biting winter wind blew outside the window. Grace looked up at the brightly lit lights outside the window. The yellowish magic street lamps lit up one by one, attracting those who were lost at night to return.

Grace waited for a long time but did not see the royal sister Victoria.

She was busy from morning to night until ten o'clock in the night, when Victoria's carriage returned to her place under the dim moonlight.

Grace was still thinking about how to deal with Victoria, but she waited by the window for half an hour, even when the lights on the roadside went out, she still didn't wait.

If you don’t come, it’s actually quite good.

As bedtime approached, the sound of bells sounded in the distance.

Before entering, Grace asked the maid Sarah to choose a new guest room in the room next to Victoria.

However, Afro needs to spend the night with her as a personal maid.

As usual, they made the floor, and Grace gave her the warm quilt.

But Afro opened the quilt very excitedly, patted the warm quilt, and invited himself to sleep together like an enthusiastic puppy.

"Want to help you undress, Master?" - She responded with deliberate language.

"no need."

"But it's what I'm supposed to do, and warm the bed, right?"

"..."

Of course, Grace knew that she did it on purpose. She just said "It's up to you" and then lay down on the ground and covered herself with the quilt safely.

She doesn't sleep on the bed anyway, so Avro can keep herself as warm as she wants.

The system was kind. In the unoccupied bed, Grace could finally spend the night alone peacefully.

She thought about today's events as usual before going to bed.

Nora Francis should be found as soon as possible, and down-line intelligence agencies should also be developed.

How to overthrow Karta's power, why Kevin hates him... and how he must escape from the palace before he has the power to seize the throne.

And...if Victoria came back, why didn't she come to see her immediately?

……

My thoughts gradually became deeper in the silence of the night. Perhaps the atmosphere tonight was different and made me feel uneasy.

Grace tossed and turned in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep.

She got up from the bed, gently picked up a metal oil lamp, and planned to go to the bathroom next door.

With a creak, the door of the palace opened gently and closed again.

The maids seemed to have fallen asleep, and the long and narrow corridor was in deep darkness. The oil lamp pulled out a dim light, which shone on the gray oil painting, which looked a bit eerie.

The echoes are soft, the palace is too large, and it's late at night when there is no one around. It has a weird feeling like venturing into a Renaissance haunted house.

The bathroom is on the left. Victoria's door is closed and dark. You only need to turn around a corridor to reach your destination.

Under this dim light, although things can be roughly seen clearly, this kind of vision obviously cannot dispel people's instinctive fear of darkness.

I always feel that there is something scary and dark following me behind me, clinging silently to my shoulders.

All he could hear was small white noise and slow footsteps.

Grace is actually not afraid of weird things, because she is willing to risk her life, so how can she be afraid of things like ghosts?

However, just as she was about to walk to the bathroom, a strong sense of danger suddenly struck her.

It was as if someone had pinched his heart invisibly, and the air around him suddenly froze to zero.

Grace became nervous, her eyebrows drooped, and she turned her head sharply.

At the end where the dim light could not find, a dark figure flashed and disappeared.

what?Is it Victoria?Or an assassin?

Grace frowned and thought for two seconds. The strong sense of danger made her decide to take a look.

The shadow disappeared in front of Victoria's door.

Grace held her breath and walked quietly to the exquisitely carved double doors.

He held the dagger hidden in his waist with his left hand, carefully held the lamp with his right hand, and gently opened the door with his elbow.

With a squeak, her mental power was highly concentrated and she was ready to counterattack at any time.

But what greeted her was an empty palace. She relied on the dim light to confirm that there was no place enough to hide anyone, and then she calmed down a little.

But then came a new problem.

Where did Victoria go?Her carriage is back, but where are her people?

But before Grace had time to think too much, subtle footsteps came from outside the ajar door.

someone is coming!

Grace placed the lamp on the carpet opposite the palace door as a bait, then held the dagger tightly and waited for an opportunity behind the door.

"Grace...?"

But that familiar voice made Grace relax her vigilance.

"What are you doing here at night?"

Avro's thin white hands gently pushed open the door, revealing a fluffy golden head.

She put away the dagger and jumped out from behind the door as if nothing had happened.

"I just can't sleep."

Avro pushed the door open and came in. She glanced at Grace in confusion and couldn't help but ask,

"Can't sleep? Are you in the other room?"

Grace was not going to explain anything to her.

Unfortunately, Avro's little head is actually very smart.

She just glanced around the room and noticed something was wrong.

"This is...Her Royal Highness Victoria's room? What are you doing in her room?"

Grace picked up the oil lamp directly from the carpet and dismissed it casually, "It's nothing, go back to sleep quickly."

However, this time there was a soft knock on the door outside the half-open door.

Avro cast doubtful eyes on Grace, and Grace, who was holding an oil lamp, discovered with the weak light that there was no one outside the door.