Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Therefore, when Grace asked loudly with the poisoned wine, she never stopped her.

Even if he told Grace at that time that he would send someone to develop an antidote, it would be useless, because at a time when trust is lacking, anything else would seem too hypocritical.

Remain suspicious of everything and remain indifferent to anyone - this is the rule of life that Victoria has learned in her 24 years of life.

So Victoria gave up family ties and became a devil.

……

In the winter morning, the leaves of the ancient evergreen trees outside the window have fallen off, leaving only dry branches.

In this coldness where all things are withering, the harshness is mixed with chills, and a storm is coming.

In Victoria's study, on the desk facing the garden, thick official documents were stacked like a mountain.

The lacquered secret letter was opened, and on the white paper, words calmly written that could change the situation of the entire country were written.

——"Your Highness, the official document jointly signed by 32 political ministers on establishing the crown prince has been submitted."

Victoria's hips were half leaning against the window. She lowered her eyes, her red eyes falling gloomily on the prominent toy next to the desk, recalling everything in the past.

On the metal base, there is a little man with his hands raised in a ballet posture, ready to dance. The toggle spring on the base is completely broken, and the little man can no longer dance with clicking footsteps.

The magic lines of the illusion engraved on it can no longer be connected, indicating that the illusion has been completely destroyed.

Victoria stayed up all night, and the worry and anxiety in her heart had completely turned into exhaustion on her face.

She was holding the hilt of the sword between her waist and abdomen, and her mood was extremely bad.

She didn't dare to sleep, she didn't dare to think - if she hadn't had a great time discussing Cardan's trade route at the banquet last night with Duke Sulik's lover, Lady Daisy, until late at night.

Then...it is very likely that he was assassinated today.

Grace once again withstood an assassination attempt on her behalf.

In the end, is it lucky or unlucky?

If Karta's poisoning was considered to be a well-informed one, this time it was like an advance warning for the joint official document.

The exquisitely carved windows were wide open, and Victoria allowed the cold wind to hit her face, sobering up her sense of self.

She exhaled a stream of white smoke sadly in the cold wind. Fortunately, the imperial sister is in good condition now...

Tuk-tuk-tuk, a polite knock on the door sounded.

Victoria snapped out of her deep thoughts, turned around and said, "Come in."

The door to the study room opened in response. The maid slowly folded her hands in front of her belly and bowed, respectfully reminding her,

"Your Majesty Victoria, Your Majesty has summoned you to see me."

Victoria nodded, "I understand, take me to change into a formal dress."

"Yes, Your Highness, please come with me."

This will be a fateful moment.

The bigger the storm, the more you should maintain your elegance and calmness, and this is also the case now.

Victoria glanced sideways at the floor-to-ceiling mirror on the left, calmly straightened her collar, took a deep breath, and then stepped out of the room.

……

At the same time, Afro knocked lightly on the golden door.

It took a long time to calm down from being so cute, and the sound of gurgling water gradually became fainter in the empty room.

Avro pursed her lips with a smile and asked softly, "Your Highness Grace, are you okay?"

The sound of strenuous breathing could be heard through the golden door, and the rustling sound of friction resounded in the silent space.

It wasn't until all the difficult actions were completed that the clear and cold voice came from the door.

"Okay."

Avro, who had been on standby, was finally able to open the golden door as ordered by Her Royal Highness.

Squeak, what came into view was Grace sitting upright on the toilet. Her pale face and cheeks were covered with a strange light red.

She was in a weak position, even though she was still as cold as frost, Afro could still see through the cuteness emanating from her soul at a glance.

Spending any second with the current Grace, he couldn't help but smile on his face. Avro's beautiful eyes narrowed to a slit, he spread his arms and asked softly,

"Then I will continue to hold Her Highness Grace?"

Grace took a deep breath, her eyebrows drooped in disgust, but she didn't plan to say anything more, leaving only a faint "hmm" to express her agreement.

Avro could probably guess what she was talking about - why are you smiling so happily?

Holding the girl's soft body in his arms again, Avro's mood became even better.

Her eyebrows are curved like a bridge of joy, and her steps are as light as a fluttering butterfly.

Grace cursed loudly in her heart - it was like sticking out her tongue, an excited pet dog! !What a shame!

She accepted it calmly, but she still couldn't help but cover her eyes with her slender arms like crabapple branches, and at the same time gave orders with a cold voice,

"Today... Avro, you will go back to Argerich to recuperate."

The girl crossed the spacious palace corridor with steady steps. Before Avro could speak, he saw in front of the road - His Royal Highness Victoria, wearing a gorgeous crimson dress with a serious expression.

Their eyes met in the air.

Victoria's eyes first glanced at Grace in her arms in confusion, then frowned, her pupils trembled slightly and became gloomy, and finally turned back to the front in an extremely complicated manner.

After that, she headed in the opposite direction and never veered off course.

Mountains, rivers, and stars hang on both sides of the corridor—the Rhine Empire painted with soft strokes by painters from various art schools.

Seeing that Afro didn't answer for a long time, Grace gently pinched the nun's arm with the popliteal fossa behind her knees.

"Afro! Are you listening to me?"

After exchanging a glance with Victoria, Avro slowly came back to his senses, "Huh...?"

"You have to go back if you don't want to. You should have nun activities tomorrow, right?"

Avro gently pushed open the door of the palace, stepped on the red velvet floor, and replied at the same time, "Yes..."

She knew that this was because Grace was a little shy, because Her Royal Highness's character would say it directly if she didn't like someone, instead of beating around the bush like now.

Also pay special attention to your own feelings.

Grace is so awkward and adorable.

Her heart seemed to be melted in a honey pot, and Avro couldn't help but comfort the girl in his arms gently,

"Your Highness Grace, it's nothing. In fact, there's no shame at all. It's really cute."

The word cute seems to hit someone's minefield with precision.

Grace thought of that woman almost instantly.

The woman who picked him up on a rainy night also liked to say this when they were in close contact and rubbing her hair next to the bed.

That person... that person!It's just a straw for a drowning person, no matter who you are!

So if I don't like her, I can't like her again.

So it’s okay to be called cute by others.

The same words caused Grace to have a PTSD stress reaction. Her body trembled slightly, her calm breathing became disordered, and she kept repeating it in her heart.

After repeating it several times, the heaving chest finally slowly let down.

But Afro's actions did cross a line.

Grace took off the arm covering her eyes in disgust, clenched her fists, squinted her eyes slightly, and said with a cold face:

"Afro, do you really think our relationship is good?"

"if not?"

Avro looked confused. No, it was an overconfidence that led to doubts.

She even lifted Grace's body up to show off, her eyes widening in disbelief, "You are like a good little baby in my arms now. Isn't such a bad relationship?"

Avro said, under the surprised and disgusted look of the girl, he placed the delicate Grace on the bed safely, and at the same time carefully covered the quilt, and patted the quilt gently as if he were really treating a child. .

At the same time, she put her head in front of Her Royal Highness's beautiful face, leaned forward, showed a bright smile, and said frankly,

"Or is Her Majesty Grace afraid of being praised for her cuteness?"

This guy... is getting more and more aggressive. Grace gritted her teeth and her eyebrows couldn't help but beat.

Avro put the girl's expression in her eyes with a smile. After she finished all this, she obediently retreated to the bed and sat down, waiting for orders like a dog waiting for orders.

Grace sighed, too lazy to argue with her anymore. She pinched the quilt with her slender fingers, keeping her mood calm and expressionless like a stiff doll, and said:

"You, when you go back, help me investigate a person, Nora Francis."

"Nora Francis? Is she from the Francis family?"

Avro asked curiously.

"Probably, judging from her clothing, she should be a noble lady or something."

Recalling Nora who stole her earrings, Grace couldn't help but frowned and glanced at Avro.

Now that I need Nora, I can't really leave the job of personal maid to Avro.

It feels like she... knows how to push her nose and face, and Avro, who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, should be able to do things beyond her expectations.

"Noble lady?"

One of Avro's eyebrows was slightly raised in a weird way, like a dog that had noticed something unusual and raised its tail.

Grace didn't pay attention. She nodded and ordered: "Yes, after you find her, bring her to the palace."

"Why? Is it necessary?"

Avro kept asking questions with a strange expression.

In this matter, Grace did not intend to hide Afro, she explained calmly:

"Because I need her to be my personal maid."

Avro's eyebrows finally reached their lowest point, the corners of her mouth drooped, and her expression was strange that Grace couldn't describe.

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The imperial sister is actually a very complex character.

In fact, she has been secretly protecting the original fifth princess. Otherwise, with her father not caring and her mother and concubine having many enemies, she would have been in trouble long ago.

The complexity of this inevitable conflict between the unyielding conscience of humanity and the ruthlessness of the superior is the highlight of this character.

I also quite like this kind of complex characters, and I hope everyone will treat them rationally.

72. Afro's strong counterattack!win!

There were only two people in the quiet palace. In order for Grace to rest peacefully, the maids deliberately kept the sound of footsteps to a minimum.

The quieter it is, the more people will be thinking.

Avro felt very awkward now, and his originally floating mood began to calm down.

Unable to understand!Didn't Grace make her a maid?

Why do you suddenly want someone else to replace you?

"Why do you want her to be your personal maid? Can't I?"

With emotions and sorrows all written on his face, Avro slightly opened his eyes reluctantly and pointed at himself.

At the same time, the thin white legs resting on the edge of the bed couldn't help but began to rub anxiously.

"unnecessary."

Her Royal Highness vetoed it neatly, lying half on the bed with her fingers crossed in front of her belly, her manners were elegant and her expression was indifferent.

The overly pale cheeks showed the weakness caused by the battle, the chin was slightly raised, and the slender neck was whitely exposed, like a broken but proud swan with broken wings.

"In the illusion, we are just exchanging lives for lives. If you feel guilty because I am injured, there is no need for you."

Her eyes and words are like sharp blades, drawing an invisible dividing line in the intimate space.