Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

Crazy and rational, two completely contradictory adjectives, appearing in one person... It's really scratching my head.

What is the reason why she is so obsessed with herself?

There were so many maids for her to choose from, why did she choose me?

Nora couldn't understand.

And who was the "Aphrodite" who called her name in the corridor today?

The person who could recognize her based on intuition under the illusion must be a very good person or someone who cares about her a lot, right?

A little bit envious...

But his life now is not too bad. After all, Lucia came out of nowhere and changed his life that was supposed to be corrupt.

After using the salary of a personal maid to solve the curse and the illness of her adoptive mother Denise, perhaps she would also live a transparent and unrestrained life like Her Highness Grace.

Like a free and independent bird.

"Nora, there is something I have been wondering about for a long time."

"Why did you steal my earrings that day? Why... did you suddenly get so close to me? Did you want to kiss me that day?"

Grace's soft words were like thunderclaps from a clear sky, spreading the unrest throughout the girl's body.

This, this, this, this...how to answer?

Nora's ears suddenly felt as hot as blood jade, and her cheeks also showed signs of being heated.

His body arched on the bed like a twisting caterpillar.

Any answer would be weird, right?

Feeling a little dizzy, Nora covered her entire head with the quilt as if she had crashed, as if she could use it to isolate herself from this cruel world.

Grace obviously looks like an ordinary girl, right? How could she like me?? ! ! !

Nora lied in the stuffy bed, gnashing her teeth in anger.

She didn't dare to answer the girl's question and could only pretend to be dead.

After a long while, Grace asked faintly in the silence: "Are you asleep?"

Only then did Nora dare to relax the breath she had been holding.

Lucia is an emotional idiot, I can never trust her again!!!

Nora spent the whole night thinking about this with gritted teeth.

……

Nora woke up in the early morning sun. The new sunlight slanted in through the window, cleanly sweeping away the haze of last night and making her feel refreshed.

"what……"

Nora yawned sleepily and slowly sat up in bed, squinting to greet the sunlight.

Maybe it was because someone was with me during the night that I slept unexpectedly well last night?

Nora shifted her gaze to the noble princess.

Grace closed her eyes tightly, her brows furrowed in pain, and her long eyelashes were trembling constantly.

For some reason, the sun had dyed his skin a sickly red, and his forehead was covered with a layer of sweat.

Her lips were so pale that they looked like broken porcelain.

Nora's pupils suddenly shrank, and she realized that Grace seemed to be sick.

113. Never Forgive

The sticky sweat covered her skin, as if it had been soaked in sea water, soaking the satin inner dress.

The bed was hot and cold, and Grace felt her body was particularly heavy in her drowsiness.

The head seemed to be torn in half by a sharp axe.

This continued all night.

But I don’t know when, the coldness gradually surged into my chest, and the stickiness on my body was taken away by something warm and humid.

It seems to be... a towel?

Grace struggled to open her heavy eyelids, her vision gradually changed from dark to clear, and the human form of a slender girl was vaguely outlined.

The strange maid, Nora, was sitting next to the bed in a half-duck sitting position.

"woke up?"

She held a hot towel in her left hand and lifted the quilt from her body. Her expression was still as cold as an iceberg, but she still showed a sincere concern.

No, not just lifting it up, but even unbuttoning the inner dress layer by layer.

Grace was aware that a large area of ​​white skin was exposed on her chest.

"What are you doing?"

Grace woke up instantly, her pupils widened, her brows furrowed, and she asked in surprise with a strong nasal tone.

The girl's seriousness and calmness, which she had always maintained as a master, seemed to collapse in an instant.

Even though he was seriously ill, his weak and powerless hands still pushed away the hot and wet towel that was wiping him in a rather wild manner.

The unusual blush caused by illness gradually covered the crystal clear skin.

The confusion and bewilderment after just waking up, coupled with the fact that he was not good at physical contact, made his cold expression turn into a kind of cute contrast.

how to say?

Just like an untamed wild cat, it finally couldn't help but raise its paw pads and look at people in an awkward manner, half-heartedly.

Lucia sighed and couldn't help but comment in someone's mind,

"It's pretty cute at this time."

——Well, that’s true, Nora agreed.

Lucia took advantage of the victory and excitedly suggested,

"How about you take her down while she's sick? She's so delicate and soft, she can't resist you anyway."

“Lucia!!”

Nora responded sharply, "We are both real people, not cheesy characters in third-rate novels."

Why should one thing have to do with sex?

It was just simply taking care of the patient.

Lucia, who was exposed, blushed and felt emotional. Nora's originally upright look became a little guilty.

Some things are fine to do when you are alone, but it is particularly difficult to deal with if others see you and make fun of you.

Blame Lucia.

Nora quickly blocked Lucia to prevent the stupid witch from making any more stupid decisions.

Fortunately, his expressionless face worked from beginning to end, preventing Grace from seeing his subtle flaws.

"You have a severe cold. When I woke up in the morning, I saw that your face was red, so I did this."

Nora said this, pretending to be a gentleman while washing the towel in the wooden basin.

The rushing water splashes in the quiet bedroom, like a disturbed mood.

Grace weakly propped up her sick body from the mat, but just this one movement seemed to have used up all her strength.

Like a little white flower ravaged by wind and rain, it is extremely fragile.

"I don't need you to take care of me for now. Go out and get ready. I'm going out for a while..."

The girl said this while trying to be brave as she buttoned up her clothes, hiding her delicate exposed skin bit by bit until the last bit.

Abstinent and meticulous, but the body is weak enough to be easily subdued by anyone and break this taboo.

Nora shook her head.

"Your Highness Grace, your body is very hot. If the fever doesn't go down, it will be dangerous."

Yes, especially in this cold winter when spring has not yet arrived...

A small and insignificant illness may cause an unexpected and chronic disease.

So is my mother...

I don't want to see Her Royal Highness die because of this...

Nora forced the girl to lie on the floor, "If you don't want me to wipe it for you, you can do it yourself. I will go buy medicine for you."

But this action is like stepping on someone's cat's tail.

Even though she was sweating and extremely weak, Grace still showed her claws.

She used her soft hands to pry Nora's hands apart, resisting with a morbid and ferocious ferocity.

"No need, as long as you don't die."

Grace glared at Nora fiercely with her delicate eyes that were red from being burned. She supported herself on the ground with her hands, trying to prop up her hot body from the floor.

Like an arrow shot from a bow, it won't turn back until it hits the target. Grace is extremely stubborn.

Why are you working so hard?

Before Nora tried to stop her, Grace's body, which had barely stood up, was swaying like a candle in the wind.

"Your Highness Grace, you are very ill now."

Nora quickly grabbed the girl's shoulders and supported her before she fell.

"Um……"

Grace snorted in displeasure.

Her originally cold body was now too hot. Perhaps because she was weak, Grace's body was shaking, and she was retreating step by step as if to escape.

Her face was flushed, her wet hair stuck to her forehead, her expression was extremely weak, but her eyes were still determined.

"Your Highness Grace, you can't even walk steadily, you might as well take a good rest."

Nora hugged the thin shoulders and whispered earnestly in her ear,

“Life is not as tough as weeds. No matter what you want to do, living well is the first priority of life.”

“Your life matters.”

These words obviously moved Her Royal Highness the Princess. Grace's resistance decreased, and Nora easily carried Grace to the bed.

The girl leaned against the head of the bed, breathing heavily and unhappily from her nose, staring at herself with gloomy eyes, the sides of her red cheeks slightly puffed up, mixed with the belief that she would rather die than surrender and a subtle kind of approval of herself.

What a cat-like girl...

Nora gradually got used to such looks, and sometimes she even found them cute after seeing them so many times.

After being immersed in such a gaze for a long time, Nora picked up the towel and slowly said,

"Do you want to continue wiping down the fever now?"

"you……?"

Grace stretched out her tone, and her somewhat blurry eyes narrowed in disdain.

"You don't need to, I'll do it myself."

Just come by yourself, why do you talk like who cares?

Nora muttered to herself, placed the basin and clean towels beside the bed, quietly closed the door, and waited outside.

……

The corridor outside the door was quiet, with dark green vines curling up with vitality.

Nora was a little uncomfortable with the inexplicable silence.

She leaned her head against the wall, daydreaming in boredom, and finally, after hesitating, she let Lucia out.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"