Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

Victoria simply sat up straight, her tense brows twitched, and her originally wandering mind became focused.

"Then what……"

Caroline pushed up her glasses. The serious situation made her report without pausing.

"I heard that the Red Moon Thief who likes to rob the imperial nobles has joined Phoenix's personal guard. Therefore, many refugees who have committed crimes in the empire have fled to Ibro. Now if there is no reinforcement, Phoenix's army at the border of the empire will completely occupy the Ibro province with an overwhelming force."

"The Union Army is stirring in the northwest."

It's a tough battle and the northwest is full of dangers.

"It's getting more and more difficult..."

Victoria sighed, rubbed her head in annoyance, and asked,

"Have you found out where Grace is?"

Caroline nodded, "Yes."

……

"Is this here?"

With Nora's help, Grace stepped lightly onto the crossbar of the carriage and got off.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Nora responded, handing over the cane and umbrella to relieve pressure on her ankles.

Grace quietly took the cane and supported herself gracefully, her eyes scanning the wide square at the same time.

This is the place with the largest flow of people in the empire, Dapa Square on the civilian street.

It is more like a large free trade market than a square. A huge and carefully carved statue of a goddess is placed in the center of the square. The yellowish light in the night outlines the holy body of the statue.

Vers, with her hands clasped together, was praying, as if spreading her blessings to every passerby.

Civilians who were doing business at night dispersed, and the simple taverns with lights on in the semicircular square became the most lively place.

The pungent smell of alcohol and the noisy sound of clinking glasses leaked out from the light and shadow through the closed windows.

But there was one store in particular that was odd.

Its door was deserted, with the glass of the display case covered with black cloth, the paint on the wooden door peeling, and the sign hanging on the door broken into two pieces, with the words completely invisible. It looked as eerie as a witch's residence, and therefore passing drinkers seldom stopped here.

really weird.

Grace couldn't help but take two steps closer to him.

Then the tightly closed wooden door creaked, and a woman wearing a huge black cloak and veil pushed the door open and walked out.

She held up a polished round crystal ball and issued a warm invitation in a clear, high-pitched female voice.

"Would you like to have your future read? Pretty lady over there?"

Grace looked around and saw no other women around, so it was obvious that she was being talked to.

"Fortune telling the future?"

The cloak fluttered slightly, and the woman seemed to be nodding.

"Yes, just place your palm on the crystal ball and that's it."

"No charge?"

The woman under the cloak smiled softly, and her slender white hands gently knocked on the door. "It's free for the destined person, of course. If you don't believe me, you can come and try it first."

“Just put your hand on the crystal ball.”

Grace certainly doesn't believe in fate, but she wants to understand the magical side of this world.

After all, this is what the magical world should have, right?

"can."

Grace rolled up her sleeves and slowly approached the slender fortune teller. As usual, she took off her black lace gloves and placed her white palm on the crystal ball.

The black light floated, and the fortune teller sighed in surprise.

"Ah, my, it seems that the Excellency is dead, Miss Grace."

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"Why do we need to go in and have a detailed chat?"

The fortune teller extended another cordial invitation.

Grace frowned in alarm.

Grace is dead...what does that mean?

How could she know my secret?

This fortune teller is not simple.

When people talk about unknowable secrets, they will subconsciously observe whether there is someone behind them.

Grace did the same, and she looked back cautiously.

Under the dim yellow street lights in the square, Nora and I were standing together, our eyes full of confusion and astonishment, but we were still staring at each other without saying a word.

Grace slowly pulled her hands out, her calm voice blending into the cold winter wind.

"Ms. Fortune Teller, you've got the wrong person. And why would I be here if I were dead? Stop joking."

This world does have supernatural powers, and what the fortune teller sees is true.

But now is not the time to observe the future, Grace does not intend to get started

The fortune teller chuckled, "Sir, I won't reveal your secret. I'm just waiting for fate's guidance."

Her tone rose slightly, and she obviously saw through Grace's deliberate disguise.

The woman in the black cloak in front of her clearly fits Grace's stereotype of a fortune teller who is mysterious.

But unfortunately, Grace never believed in fate in her life.

The fortune teller in front of her did not commit any act of deception, so Grace just used a cold tone to distance herself from him.

"I don't believe in fate. Sorry, Miss Fortune Teller."

"is it?"

Even though Grace made a refusal statement, the fortune teller did not feel embarrassed at all.

On the contrary, she held up the crystal ball in one hand, and with the other hand revealed from her wide sleeves, she gestured a few times in the air with a ball of slightly blue light.

The pentagram array became brighter and brighter, and the fortuneteller's clear voice was penetrating, and his mumbling was like some kind of prophecy sent from heaven.

"The dazzling Southern Cross rises in the night sky, and the heroic spirits are born in the frozen land of glaciers. The guidance I hear, the holy words I feel, the future I foresee..."

Countless shining lights gathered together as if by magic, miraculously foreshadowing the final outcome.

"Your Excellency... should go to the northeast of the empire, where your destined person will be."

It really does look like that.

"The... destined person in the northeast?"

The flickering light flashed across Grace's cheeks, and she couldn't help but ask,

"What's the use of the destined one?"

The fortune teller put the crystal ball in her hand into her wide sleeves, and her voice suddenly became low.

"Maybe it's the person you've been thinking about day and night."

"The person I've been thinking about day and night?"

Who else could it be except that... woman, this woman who is more persistent than death and harder to let go?

"..."

Grace didn't say anything. She lowered her head, not wanting to worry about Irene anymore.

That would make people feel sick, and at the same time, invisible pain would gradually spread over every inch of the body.

"Let's end it here for today... By the way, your talent for ice and snow magic must not be wasted."

The fortune teller, who was pretending to be mysterious but seemed to have some real skills, waved goodbye.

"Ice and snow's magical talent...? Wait!"

Grace vaguely realized something and grabbed the fortune teller's sleeve, intending to have a detailed discussion.

But the white fingers and the black cloak passed each other in the air, and the fortune teller closed the wooden door with a click, isolating all the noise and lights of the square and blending it into the darkness of the night.

He couldn't even grab her sleeve.

Do you have a magical talent?

How strange...

Grace frowned her long eyebrows and looked at her white palm in disbelief.

It is undeniable that the attention was completely attracted by the fortune teller.

Let’s come back and have a look next time.

At the same time, Nora stood quietly behind Grace, and couldn't help frowning.

The Witch of Disaster Lucia broke her usual frivolous attitude and said seriously: "The fortune teller smells very familiar."

"What does that familiar smell mean? Is it an old friend?"

Lucia's voice in my mind had never been so serious. She seemed to have turned into the mysterious witch in the legend who could bring down fire from the sky with just a wave of her hand.

"I don't know, but she has the power to predict the future, which is something only my origin can do."

"Help me investigate her."

Before I could think about answering, the voice of Her Highness Grace suddenly broke into my ears.

"Anna, go get a sign and paint, write 'One gold coin for each potion trial', and then exchange it for 100 gold coins, paper, and a pen. I'll be waiting for you here."

The atmosphere revealed by Grace was a little depressing.

"Okay." - Nora responded to the requests of both people with one word.

……

Nora hurried off to complete her task, and Grace stood alone in the semicircular square.

As time goes by, the galaxy becomes deeper.

Directly opposite the statue of the goddess in the square is a huge bronze bell tower, and the black metal hour hand is pointing to nine o'clock.

As the capital of the Rhine Empire, Klein is not only the political and economic center, but also the entertainment center. It is known as the city that never sleeps.

Therefore, even on cold winter nights, many people still spontaneously take to the streets to have fun.

Dinner ended at nine o'clock and night officially arrived. The bonfire under the goddess statue was lit according to tradition, and some vendors and stalls began to sell goods in the winter wind.

The drunken atmosphere, the coming and going of people, and the raging fire made the winter day seem not so cold at that moment.

Grace slowly sat down on the bench next to the fortune-telling shop and looked down at the unfamiliar world.

She was unfamiliar with everything from the people to the things, even though she had lived here for nearly three weeks and even though she had already accepted her identity as the fifth princess.

Grace's soul always seems like an outsider.

Alone, dragging my body and drifting in the world.

The street lamps lit by kerosene were bright, and the bard playing the organ in front was surrounded by a crowd. The laughter and noise had nothing to do with him.

On the left is a very small cake shop, but the cakes displayed in the window are very exquisite.

The fresh strawberries are covered with a layer of delicious frosting and the bottom layer is decorated with cream, which is very appetizing.

If it were a naive child, he would definitely like it, right?

Grace was thinking in a trance when a young father and daughter happened to pass by the cake shop quietly.

The young father has a short beard and holds his daughter tightly in his right hand.

His back was slightly bent, and his clothes were not only thin but also had many patches, making one wonder whether they could keep him warm.