Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

"You won't...? Then follow my steps."

Doris smiled reassuringly, and the hand that was on Grace's waist suddenly turned into a gentleman's hand with his limbs bent, not even touching Grace's waist.

The violin suddenly changed its strings, and the syllables suddenly became rapid and romantic in an instant, and the climax of the music seemed to reach its peak at this moment.

Doris loved to laugh, as if she was born to be so free and happy. She started dancing with a smile like a fluttering, beautiful white butterfly.

I followed Doris's footsteps and spun briskly, but I didn't feel any pressure at all, as if I was floating and walking on the clouds.

Because I deliberately want to keep up with the pace, the joy and freedom of success unconsciously occupy my entire brain.

The beginning was only a short thirty seconds, and Grace felt the charm of the rhythm of the music.

……

And our Miss Afro doesn't seem to be in a very good mood.

She was drunk and her cheeks were red as if they were about to bleed, but she still had her hands on the long table covered with a lace tablecloth.

There were already four empty goblets scattered around in front of me.

Although the alcohol content of the red wine was not very high, it could not resist Afro's jealousy.

The maid who had already started serving next to her slowly grabbed Afro's clothes and began to persuade her in a low voice.

"My distinguished lady... you... should stop drinking... or I can take you upstairs to rest?"

Afro knocked on the table angrily. He was still able to stay awake, but his cheeks were like a puffed-up pufferfish. He cursed in a low voice,

"No... leave me alone. I'm going to be here today! Watching!"

135. Getting drunk is good civilization

The romantic waltz music was lingering, and countless pairs of affectionate or heartless men and women were spinning like round umbrellas in the center of the dance floor.

Spin and spin again.

"Follow my rhythm, left...right...spin..."

Doris's tone was gentle, and she seemed to have endless patience with Grace.

The waltz performed at court banquets does not require high dancing skills.

Because any art form that the public enjoys participating in does not have a high threshold.

It was not a difficult task for the smart and well-coordinated Grace, who was able to follow the beat almost effortlessly under Doris's guidance.

Doris couldn't help but smile and praise as she spun gracefully in circles.

"Well... Miss Aisha is very smart."

Grace understands that in most situations, compliments are just a basic principle of social interaction.

"Ah."

She nodded indifferently and lowered her head deliberately, avoiding the magician's gaze, as if all the passion and romance in the world had nothing to do with her.

What a beautiful girl like an iceberg...

The looming veil allowed Doris to occasionally catch a glimpse of the girl's still tender jawline in the rotating arc.

She recalled the scene of seeing Miss Aisha yesterday - in the crowd of thousands of people who took it for granted, the girl suddenly stretched out her hand like an alien.

No matter how I think about it, I can't forget it.

Doris has met many people, and she understands that some people are born to be the focus of the world, while others are born with infinite charm waiting to be explored.

I am the former, and Elsa is the latter.

Doris stood there holding her cold and soft hand, watching Grace turn a few princess circles gently, looking into her alert red eyes and asking,

"Ms. Elsa, why did you bring illusions to a banquet like this? And you were scolding Mr. Edward just now, right? Did he do something to make you angry?"

She winked her left eye charmingly, and raised her voice with an ambiguous ending.

"Would you like me to teach you a lesson?"

To be honest, she looks a lot like the bad woman in the movies who seduces decent girls into corruption.

"Need not."

As usual, Grace refused in an unkind tone.

Speaking of which, both Doris and Afro like to express themselves in a straightforward way, but Afro's way is more like the pure and beautiful way of a young girl who is just beginning to fall in love.

Doris is a master in love affairs who is very adept at handling things. She is passionate and ambiguous in her dealings with others, but she doesn't make people feel greasy.

Well... that's probably because Doris is beautiful enough, and everything is right under this amazing beauty.

So, am I capable of mastering this beauty now?

Does Doris have any money in her pocket?

Perhaps it was because Grace was spinning to the music and thinking with her eyelashes drooping for too long that Doris became a little anxious.

"I said……"

Doris raised her eyebrows, and she changed her way of attacking, just like playing with people.

"If you don't answer, I'll take it as your consent... Miss Aisha wants to experience something more special with me~"

Grace had no idea what this woman was trying to do, so she had to proceed with caution.

"It's not..."

Grace first rejected Doris's idea, and then stared at Doris's golden eyes like a cat in the dark night.

"I was just wondering why Miss Doris was so eager to help me?"

“Isn’t it the norm for women to help women?”

Doris smiled a reassuring smile, and said, as warmly and frankly as a morning rose,

"Because I like it. The smooth black hair and red eyes make her look like a kitten, so I like her very much."

Like...? Like a cat...?

Grace lowered half of her long eyebrows and even slowed down the pace of the beat.

"what……"

Doris, who noticed the subtle changes, couldn't help laughing. In this banquet where people were toasting each other, she was like a gorgeous queen who could clink glasses with everyone, and there were laughter and joy wherever she went.

Doris eased the misunderstanding with just a chuckle, and she explained in a half-joking way,

"Don't get me wrong, I don't like women, I just want to leave beautiful portraits of beautiful girls."

"After all, girls are God's treasures, aren't they?"

Is portraiture her purpose?

Grace still couldn't believe that someone's purpose could be so pure.

She even suspected that Doris had had some contact with the Fifth Princess before...

"I agree with the latter."

——Yes, Grace always believed that women possess a unique beauty, which is a trait that is impossible for thousands of men to be born with.

"What about the front one? You won't disagree, will you?"

Doris deliberately prolonged her tone as if guiding Grace.

"But I heard that perverted thoughts are hidden deep in people's hearts, and most people won't express them, right? I'm very direct."

Doris gives people the feeling that she is like the poisonous snake in the myth who tricked Eve into swallowing the apple. What she says is three-quarters true and three-quarters false, and one can never get a glimpse of her true heart.

"If you don't believe me, you can touch my heart to see if I'm lying~"

Heart? The feminine, white, towering breasts wrapped in a waisted evening gown?

Afro already had a great figure, but Grace had to admit that Doris's was even better.

She possesses extremely beautiful curves of the human body, so perfect that she looks like a masterpiece sculpted by God himself.

"frivolous."

Grace was not very suitable for such enthusiasm. As she had been abstinent for many years, she frowned and did not intend to respond to Doris' words.

The dance moves were also very cautious, and he was careful not to have any more contact with Doris.

This time it was just the biological instinct of alert.

"Um?……"

Perhaps Doris noticed Grace's retreat, she put away her dissolute and coquettish expression and turned serious.

"Okay, sorry, let me try another way."

"Ms. Elsa, do you have time to let me paint a portrait for you? Miss Elsa, you just need to put on a beautiful dress and wait quietly for me to finish the painting. Of course, I will also give you corresponding compensation."

"That's why I came to invite Miss Aisha to dance."

"Remuneration?" - If Doris were to use investment as a reward...

Grace still didn't understand why Doris's hobby was so special.

In order to make her words more credible, Doris nodded seriously again.

"Yes, if you have any problem or difficulty getting the answer, I will do my best to help you."

"Hmm...?" Grace stared at Doris's golden eyes for a while, and finally confirmed that Doris was quite sincere.

It seems that Doris is not in the style of pestering. She sighed with regret.

"Don't want to? Well, forget it..."

In fact, Grace's goal is to develop long-term cooperation, but the problem is that she needs to make the first pot of gold now.

As long as Doris, who is as rich as a country, is willing to invest the first sum of money to promote the magic drink, and then the cash flow will be turned around to allow Doris to get out...

Seems like a good idea.

As for Doris, who is also a woman, Grace doesn't think she would do anything extreme to her.

Since the other party has shown his sincerity, the smart thing to do is to go with the flow.

Finally, Grace's guard wall relaxed slightly, and she gently extended an olive branch to Doris.

"Are you... interested in investing in magic drinks?"

"Magic drink? Did you make it? Of course."

In an instant, Grace saw Doris's golden eyes suddenly light up, and her admiring gaze completely scanned every inch of her face from top to bottom.

It was a special kind of excitement that a playful child felt after catching a summer cicada.

"No, it's not. It's just a simple formula to boost your spirits. You only need to invest about 50,000 gold coins to get a profit of 80,000."

Faced with huge profits, even the calmest people will take risks.

But what Grace proposed was something new that had never been done before.

How many people are willing to work like dogs and horses and gamble their fortunes for something full of new ideas?

The more seriously Grace introduced, the brighter the smile on Doris's face became.

She doesn't care whether there is money to be made or not, but who needs her investment.

Doris even transformed herself into an enthusiastic investor, asking questions non-stop.

"Hmm? That sounds great. Where is it? Can you take me to taste it, or see the refining process? If it's good, I will invest."

——Yes, this is also part of Doris's portrait painting.

To build closer relationships by achieving what the other party wants.

To Doris, the least valuable thing in the world is money.

Grace was so frank that she even suspected that if she asked for the stars in the sky, Miss Doris would pick them for her.

There is no need to repeat all the prepared reasons and excuses, it went so smoothly that it seemed like a deliberate scam.

Despite this, Grace still invited Doris.

"We've served some sample drinks in the beverage section. Would you like to try any, Miss Doris?"