Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

"Just to let you ordinary frogs in the well see the world."

"This formula should be an improved version of the energy potion. Narcissus and low-quality Turan leaves with a little magic power are used instead of expensive magic crystals. It's a genius idea, but it only has a slight effect of refreshing."

"If it's a recipe of this level, why not choose cheaper coffee? I don't understand."

"do not know."

Nora agreed. She couldn't understand Grace's choice of potion formula, which was so far-fetched.

But she couldn't understand Lucia's attitude.

The Witch of Disaster does not admit that Grace is the reincarnation of the Saint Lady, but she always helps Grace at times like this.

Nora frowned and asked someone a soul-searching question, "But, Lucia, are you deliberately helping her?"

"..."

The only answer she got was a silence like a disconnected wire.

Like an ostrich that has been caught red-handed and is trying to bury its head in the soil.

"Hello? Lucia?..."

"Hello? Lucia, why aren't you talking?"

The witch who becomes a coward when it comes to her pain points is completely different from the evil woman recorded in history books.

“Nora, did you have any reaction after drinking it?”

Nora sighed, and the cold voice of Her Highness Grace was heard in the noise.

The kind and well-meaning princess turned her head.

Her back was thin, and only a distant face was visible on the bench. Her eyes were like those of a proud cat. No, it was like a cat lying on the bench.

Nora felt the excitement in her body and answered honestly.

"Just like them."

It seems to have similar effects on women?Grace looked back and wrote this result in her notebook for the time being.

The tip of the pen rustled as it moved across the paper. Actually, the oil lamp was not very bright, but the moon was round and bright tonight, illuminating every word on the notebook clearly.

Grace looked up, and the thick night indicated that it was too late.

It seems like it's time to go back.

Just as Grace closed the pen and was about to get up, Nora's crisp voice came to her ears.

"Ms. Elsa." - Now whenever she is outside, Nora will call her by this name.

"what happened?"

Grace looked back and saw that Nora was no longer leaning against the wall, but was walking slowly towards her.

Her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes full of confusion, "Why should I help Leo?"

Grace laughed at herself with contempt, her voice as inhuman as frozen ice.

"There's no reason. It's not help. It's just two gold coins. To me, it's insignificant."

Nora stopped in front of the bench and stood side by side with Grace. She shook her head and said, "But... I don't think you think so."

Do you think it's important?

This matter is not worth mentioning, it is the most insignificant episode in a long life.

"It's just a small act of kindness, don't get too carried away with it."

Grace said coldly,

“It would be ridiculous to view this kind of behavior as something that must be repaid.”

As if it was the final word, Grace gave an evaluation that was very in line with her self-awareness: "Not worth it."

Not worth it? But she did it anyway, as if it were for herself.

Nora was a smart woman, and she understood the meaning of Grace's words in an instant.

If people worry about gains and losses over trivial matters, then life will be too tiring.

"Yes, ma'am."

Nora replied, observing Grace's expression carefully.

Ok……

This flower, who was carefully cared for by the royal family, still had an expression of indifference on her face that kept people at a distance.

But this kind of indifference is a deliberate cage built to imprison oneself.

Grace is of her own kind, like a hedgehog, using the sharpest parts to disguise herself, using coldness as a disguise.

She was clearly as fragile as a piece of paper...

Thinking of this, Noila couldn't help but shift her eyes to Grace's hand with concern and asked,

"Miss...are you feeling better with your hand and cold?"

"Don't worry,"

Grace waved her hand and scanned the square, as if she was trying to find a way out.

"Let's find a hotel and rest early. We have to attend a banquet tomorrow."

Nora's illness reminded her of her wet nurse, Denise, who was still ill.

"Miss……"

She spoke hesitantly, looking at Grace's pale and sickly face, not knowing how to express her request.

So Nora could only swallow her thoughts back into her throat.

But Grace was not like most aristocrats of the era.

The beautiful red pupils stared straight into Nora's eyes, and Grace reminded,

"Communicate effectively and clearly, and make your needs clear so that others can understand what you are thinking."

How to describe Grace? Like a sharp sword, she is decisive and straightforward, yet not annoying.

Since Her Highness the Princess said so, Nora lowered her head slightly and answered honestly,

"I want to go somewhere. Because of the illusion, Miss may need to come with me."

"But it won't take long..."

As she spoke, she suddenly saw the delicate cane and umbrella in the girl's hand.

Her Highness Grace... maybe her ankle was injured?

Such a requirement is too harsh for a patient.

Nora was even prepared to be rejected, and her voice became lower.

"If it doesn't work, forget it..."

But Grace just glanced around Nora casually, then nodded and agreed to the girl's request.

"I understand. Let's go."

Nora raised her head and blinked in disbelief, a little confused.

Grace began to look for a way out and asked, "Where is it? Which exit does it take to get to where you want to go?"

The hedgehog's belly is the same as a cat's claws, and both are very soft in the middle.

Nora began to think, and even prepared to carry Her Highness Grace on her back.

……

"Dennis! It's okay. I have a lot of money now. Just rest and recover."

As Nora spoke, she quietly placed the bag filled with heavy gold coins on the table, ready for the final greeting of the visit.

Her facial paralysis never changed even when she was caring.

In the narrow hut, wet nurse Denise was well taken care of by Nora, and her weak body was wrapped in a quilt.

Just like the winter that was about to end, Denise's skinny face showed some color. She pointed out the window and asked cautiously,

"Nora, the one outside is..."

Following the finger, outside the transparent glass window, Grace was standing against the wall in the cold winter, with only half of her bleak figure visible, swaying in the wind and snow.

She said that she wanted to keep some time for herself, so she stood alone outside the cold window.

She was so lonely and fragile, like the silhouette of the moon in the lake, which would shatter into shapeless waves at the slightest touch.

No one can change Grace's decision.

Nora was silent for a long time. Grace's attitude towards her was not too bad, just a little inconsistent.

Now they are like two hedgehogs that are constantly getting closer and testing each other.

Hedgehogs and hedgehogs, should be friends, right?

Nora stared at the back for a long time, and finally said slowly,

"Ah... He is a very good friend to me."

"Hello friends... Miss Nora... I finally have a friend, it's so great... I won't be so lonely anymore..."

Denise's eyes were slightly red, and her hoarse voice was full of sighs of relief, as if she was a mother watching her daughter getting married soon.

Nora felt a little awkward. She tucked the quilt in for Denise, said goodbye, and opened the door.

The starry night sky is clear, and countless swirling snowflakes are falling from the sky.

It wasn't too cold when the snow fell.

Grace stood quietly under the eaves, looking up at the night sky, her hair fluttering in the cold wind, her red eyes flashing a light that was no less bright than the stars in the night sky.

The snowflakes fell on her clean cheeks, but she didn't mind. She just observed the world with complete relaxation like a newborn baby.

Quiet and beautiful, like a colorful oil painting by a painter.

Nora's heart was pounding inexplicably in resonance with the beautiful scenery at the moment, and her steps stopped.

The snowflakes are falling, everything is quiet, beautiful and peaceful, which makes people intoxicated.

When Grace turned her head and looked into those eyes, Nora's pupils widened as if she had just woken up from a dream.

She tried to calm her breathing and heart, then slowly approached and stretched out her hands like a loyal servant.

"Miss...it's snowing, let me hold the umbrella for you."

Grace handed the umbrella to Nora and murmured,

"A late spring cold snap... the empire's spring is about to change dramatically."

Swish, the umbrella was opened amid the rustling sound of snowflakes. Fortunately, the two of them were petite, so one umbrella was big enough to accommodate them both.

But they have to stand shoulder to shoulder.

This is contrary to Her Highness Grace's unwillingness to interact with others.

Her Highness Grace is sick now, but I don’t care.

Smart Nora stretched out her slender arms, intending to cover Grace's entire body with the umbrella.

"you……"

Grace subtly glanced up at the open umbrella stand, then looked at Nora's weird posture, and finally broke the barrier between the two,

"Let's share an umbrella."

"Yes, miss, you can help me."

Nora couldn't describe what this feeling was, and her heart beat a little faster.

She moved her body carefully towards Grace.

Little by little, getting closer and closer, Nora couldn't help holding her breath. She watched as their shoulders finally touched each other before she dared to let go of her stagnant breath.

Grace's body was a little cold, and the fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose was also very pleasant.

The brief eye contact was like a flash of lightning to me.