Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

Although she seems to be very close to her sisters now, she is a member of the upper class.

Before touching the core interests, before opening Pandora's box, who can know what kind of dirty or clean heart is hidden inside?

Grace could only vaguely feel that she wanted to talk to her about something from her red eyes that occasionally cast a glance at her.

But due to Afro's presence, she seemed unable to say it directly.

Grace has no relevant memory, so the wise thing to do is to remain silent until she has enough information.

So, she also tilted her head like Afro and looked at the snow passing by outside the window.

The accumulated snow bent the branches, as if someone had taken a paintbrush, dipped it in paint, and painted all the dry, swaying branches with pure white shadows.

With such auspicious snowfall, next year will definitely be a year of bumper harvest.

"By the way, Grace."

In the end, it was Victoria, the elder one, who spoke first. She clenched her fist and handed it over carefully as if it were a rare treasure.

Then, the five long and slender fingers with distinct knuckles spread out.

"I haven't given you this yet. It's what you wanted to eat at the banquet yesterday."

At this moment, Victoria's eyebrows drooped gently. She should have been a rose covered with thorns, but now she was like a warm tulip.

She didn't show any side of S at all. Instead, she acted like a gentle and kind elder sister.

Is Victoria really S?

Grace lowered her eyes and saw that what Victoria was holding was actually a round piece of soft candy covered in colorful sugar coating.

"sugar?"

She couldn't help but pronounce the name of the thing, slightly frowning her delicate eyebrows, and an instinctive resistance arose.

Victoria nodded, stuffed the sweets into Grace's hands, and explained with a slight smile on her face.

"Well, don't you love sweets the most? You always asked me for candy before, why don't you like it now?"

Do you have a favorite sweet tooth?

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Afro's index finger, which was resting on the foggy glass, bounced slightly.

Grace looked closely into Victoria's eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes that could not be described in words. They were not clear, nor were they delicate gems. The layers of red were thickest in the center of the pupils, like bright red blood.

Her eyes were filled with the magnificent carriage and the pale, freezing frost and snow behind her, as if they could easily plunder everything she saw.

But her sharpness finally softened into a gentle gaze focused on him.

Grace felt an indescribable emotion.

Grace, who didn't know the original Fifth Princess at all, didn't know how to respond to Victoria.

It would be better to just tell Victoria that she had lost her memory, and then gradually confirm whether this royal sister was a good person through clues from their interactions.

There is no perfect lie in this world. As long as there are enough details, it is enough to detect anyone's disguise.

So Grace lowered her head, like a pitiful rabbit, and said softly and tenderly,

"I'm sorry, sister...I don't want to eat."

"Um...I seem to have lost some memory."——I am very easy to control now.

At this moment, Grace raised her wet and pitiful eyes like a wounded deer and looked at Victoria.

Then, she saw Victoria's pupils dilate slightly for a moment.

I don’t know whether the princess was delighted, shocked, or having a sadistic personality flare-up, or was excited to see someone reveal their weak and vulnerable side.

Grace took in everything and patted her head vigorously, pretending to be annoyed and self-blaming.

"But I don't know. Sometimes I can remember a little, and sometimes I can't. My mind is very confused." - You can make up some memories to deceive me.

Although Afro's mind forced her to tilt her head to look out the window, her body turned around involuntarily. She held her breath and concentrated, not wanting to miss such a big show for even a second.

It’s really breathtaking!

What a great actress... Grace.

Then, Grace could only feel a soft body approaching.

Like the scorching sun, the temperature is enough to melt the frost and snow in winter.

I really don't like this kind of warm contact.

On the other side where no one could see, Grace's eyes were distant and resolute, like a cold mountain that had not melted for thousands of years.

She was held intimately in Victoria's arms, her chest pressed against the softness of a woman, and a hot breath came from the sensitive earlobe.

She couldn't help but shrink back step by step.

But the more I stepped back, the tighter I was held.

Victoria whispered a promise in the girl's ear.

"Grace, it's okay. Don't be afraid. I will protect you. I won't let him hurt you again."

"Who is he?"

When the princess asked this question blankly, Victoria leaned on the girl's shoulder, feeling her cold body temperature and faint fragrance, but the corners of her lips rose slightly imperceptibly.

21. Afro: It’s all evil, so bad!

"Grace..."

Victoria stroked his head gently, as warm and moving as a soothing spring breeze, "He is still too dangerous for you now."

"I'll tell you when the time is right."

Her promise was spoken in a very soft voice, but it seemed to have some kind of magical power that forced people to believe it.

Finally, Victoria raised her slender white hands and placed them on Grace's cheeks. Grace subconsciously shook her head to avoid it, but Victoria caught it keenly.

She emphasized it once more, her eyes becoming more determined, as if she was determined to split mountains and cross seas for this.

"It's okay, sister, I will protect you."

Grace always felt that something was strange, but she couldn't put it into words, so she lowered her eyes anxiously, pretending to be an innocent and soft little white rabbit, and asked:

"Is he... the Nurki who poisoned me?"

Victoria frowned slightly, as if she was worried, and did not answer Grace directly.

"The interrogation room has not yet concluded the final verdict."

She glanced at Afro who was eavesdropping beside her. Her alert eyes were like a chilly breeze, and finally she placed her fair and delicate hand intimately on Grace's arm.

"Besides, Miss Afro Argerich is still here."

Afro was sitting in the carriage, and the conversation between the two was unavoidable.

Growing up in a small country town, she did not have much knowledge about classes above the nobility.

When she was called, she answered honestly.

"Don't worry about me, Your Highness Victoria. I believe my brother would never do such a thing."

Victoria's eyes passed Grace and reached Afro, and immediately became cold, no, even overly aggressive.

It was as if someone had taken away something she loved. Victoria had a special hostility towards Afro, so subtle that it was almost an emotional Shura field.

"Did I ask you to speak now?"

The voice that sounded almost like a question came down, and the atmosphere in the warm carriage was almost freezing.

Grace even suspected that the doors and windows were not closed tightly, allowing the freezing cold wind to rush in.

Afro felt as if she had been bitten by a dog on the road for no reason. She could only lean over the carriage and bow to apologize:

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Victoria."

Class is a huge mountain that they cannot cross now.

Grace knew that she was the only one who could save the situation now.

Judging from the brief words before, Grace seems to be a relatively weak person in front of Victoria.

So in front of her, just show the most weak and vulnerable side of yourself.

Grace pulled up the half-kneeling Afro, and then gently tugged at Victoria's sleeve.

"Sister Royal..."

It wasn't the kind of coquettish voice with a soft and sweet voice, but the look of being struggling between the two of them, at a loss, embarrassed and soft-hearted.

Because the royal sister doted on her more, she could only try to please her and ease the atmosphere, like a pet circling its owner's thighs.

"Aphrodite, she...she is my good friend now. I can basically trust her completely, so don't be too...that to her."

Victoria seemed to enjoy it very much. She touched Grace's head again lovingly, just like a owner asserting her sovereignty and enjoying the intimacy of a pet.

"Did Grace know her before?"

"I don't know her, but my sister...Afro is an upright, selfless, kind and gentle woman."

Grace said this and looked at Afro who had a frown on his face.

However, judging from her confusion and the slight movement of shrinking back, she did not accept such kindness.

But Grace didn't care. She pointed her index finger at her chin, trying to think, and continued,

"I believe that a family that can raise such an outstanding young lady would definitely not raise such a daring villain."

"So, I think it wasn't Nurky who poisoned me..."

Grace used a lot of nonsense to try to prove to Victoria that she was now a fool.

Victoria's scarlet eyes were deep and complex, impossible to see through. Her gaze was firmly fixed on Grace's face, and she asked:

“Does Grace admire Nurky?”

Grace shook her head. "I can't say I admire him, but I don't want to slander an innocent person, and I'm going to marry him in the future..."

"Forget it, why mention him?"

Seemingly a little tired of such boring conversations, Victoria deliberately changed the subject and asked with concern,

"But why is the memory lost?"

"Um……"

Grace's beautiful eyes were blurred, she lowered her head and pursed her lips, pretending to be trying hard to recall.

"Maybe it's a side effect of the goddess' blessing. Now I can only remember some basic things, such as common sense and some of my own names."

"But I'm not very clear about the rest. I just know that this thing exists, but I can't remember the specific details."

Victoria seemed to be particularly concerned about this. She quickly asked, "How much can Grace remember?"

Grace, who knew nothing about the question, shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"I would be angry if you forgot the important agreement between us."

Victoria put on a stern face and pretended to be angry. She pinched Grace's cheek directly, and they were as close as a pair of ordinary sisters.

"I'm going to ask you a few questions now."

Grace blinked calmly as a sign of agreement.

"Do you remember the name of the puppy we raised together?"

"do not remember."

"Father's favorite book?"

"do not remember."

"Your favorite dessert, Rose Rendezvous?"

Grace didn't like to break her habit when it came to desserts. She shook her head blankly.

"I don't know. It seems that I can only eat tasteless food now. Eating other foods will make me feel sick, so I can't eat desserts either."

All the information, undoubtedly conveyed to Victoria, was that I was now a very easy person to control.