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28. Grace never looked back once

every day?

Isn’t this just giving yourself a guide right to your door?

Afro is such a little fool.

Grace raised her eyebrows slightly, "Okay."

But Grace's response presented a different picture in Afro's eyes.

Grace is compromising.

Therefore, Afro is now planning to find Grace's flaws.

Then she was asked to copy the "History of the Goddess" ten times a day and to practice asceticism in churches, monasteries and orphanages.

Well…of course, Grace’s life now resembles a penance.

However, the key to the problem is to make her realize her mistakes.

In fact, Grace is not a bad person, she just goes crazy sometimes. It is normal for terminally ill patients to have psychological problems.

Aphrodite decided to give her a chance, like a merciful and compassionate goddess.

After getting a positive answer, Afro no longer wanted to say anything more to Grace.

She retreated back to the piano seat in disgust, but when she looked out the window again, the deep blue snowy night was still gloomy, but her inner irritability had lessened a lot.

Grace took out another thick book from the desk. Afro could only see her movements from the back, but had no idea what book she was reading.

She ordered, "It's only seven o'clock now. After ten o'clock, we will go out together. You can do whatever you want in the bedroom now, eat, take a bath, or just hang out."

Can you do whatever you want?

It’s better to read a book.

Afro said "hmm", stood up, and walked lightly across the bookshelves, most of which were popular story books and geography-related popular science books.

She picked up a book at random, dragged a soft chair obediently, and sat down a hundred thousand miles away from Grace.

Afro originally wanted to turn his back to Grace, but he couldn't help but be curious and wanted to secretly look back at what she was doing.

So she simply turned her chair around and watched the princess' back with all her might.

If the princess turns her head, I can immediately cover my face with the book.

But unfortunately, from beginning to end, Grace never looked back.

……

Time slowly turns in the ticking of the hands, and the rustling sound of snow outside the window brings peace and comfort in a distorted way.

In such a quiet environment, Grace finally had a suitable environment for reading.

The book she is reading now is called "History of the Development of the Rhine Empire", which mainly records the development history of the Rhine Empire as a powerful empire that has been passed down for 800 years and has experienced several ups and downs.

Although it is a history of development, a great deal of ink was devoted to praising the achievements of the real emperor Kevin the Great.

It is said that he ascended to the throne at the age of sixteen with the blessing of the goddess, destroyed the Principality of Ibro at the age of thirty, reformed the army and the nobility at the age of forty, and introduced potatoes, a more superior crop, to solve the food problem of poor farmers.

And vigorously open up sea and land trade routes.

Under his rule, the Ryan Empire transformed from a first-class power into the most powerful empire on the continent of Eris. The book uses the word "the Great Emperor" to describe his achievements.

Grace looked curiously at the publication date on the back of the book: Holy Year 701.

It is unknown whether the achievement is real, but Grace can infer that her father seems to care particularly about "reputation".

According to the setting, she is an unfavored princess, but she still owns such a gorgeous palace and countless jewels.

Grace suddenly remembered that in front of the palace gate, there seemed to be a human-shaped statue made of dazzling gold.

The statue is four meters tall and glittering with gold, exuding elegance and majesty even in the dark night.

The middle-aged man in the statue is majestic, wearing a jeweled crown on his head, holding a scepter in his left hand, and sitting on the throne with his head bowed in thought, looking like an emperor who is ready to conquer the world and establish his ambitions.

When I passed by, I happened to see a group of maids carefully cleaning the fallen snow on the statue.

I guess this statue should be my father? Kevin?

Those who have reached the pinnacle of power want to hear others express their submission from the bottom of their hearts.

Is that why father Kevin cares so much about reputation?

Grace's ears twitched sharply as she was thinking.

The sound of maids talking could be faintly heard from the hall on the first floor of the palace.

Grace could only hear the general idea - "Hmm? Okay, I understand. I will convey it to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

It should be someone coming from Victoria.

Sure enough, less than three minutes later, there was a knock on the door of the bedroom.

Grace turned around and ordered, "Come in."

She found that Afro was sitting opposite her back, frowning in a contemptuous manner, with a droopy face, and seemed very unhappy.

Why are you angry again?

Grace blinked at her expressionlessly, but she didn't appreciate it and turned her face away awkwardly.

The pretty maid walked in front of Grace with steady steps, wearing leather shoes and taking small steps on the cashmere blanket.

She has a tricolor ribbon, white hair and blue eyes, and is a personal maid.

Grace used her Insight to take a look and saw "Sarah" written in large blue letters behind her name in a status bar.

Hmm...it turns out that the child is named Sarah.

The maid Sarah performed the standard court greeting - which required kneeling on one knee and placing her hands on her chest.

If they are noble ladies, they only need to bow and slightly lift their skirts, and young masters only need to put their right hands on their chests and bow.

"Your Highness Grace, there is news from Her Highness the Third Princess and His Majesty that there will be a dinner with Ambassador Cardin today. It is an urgent matter, so I will come to see you another day."

Grace is not unusual.

Emperor Kevin really doesn't like his Fifth Princess at all.

As a father, if he loves his daughter, he will definitely care about her health at the first opportunity.

As an emperor who attaches great importance to reputation, he will definitely come to see me first and establish the image of a good father.

However, his hatred for Grace overcame all of this.

Fortunately, he still maintained the dignity of the royal family and gave the Fifth Princess the respect she deserved.

There were plenty of treasures and rewards.

However, since the news has come, it means that I can go out now.

"understood."

Grace stood up and turned to Afro who was pretending to read a book and invited him,

"Miss Afro, let's go for a walk in the Imperial Garden."

29. The most trusted person

The snow was still falling, the winter night was cold, and the moving north wind was like a sharp blade scraping across my cheeks, stinging them red and painfully.

The howling snow and wind vividly and directly illustrate the cruelty and ruthlessness of nature. Soon the world is pale and silent.

All the low grasses and trees in the imperial garden were covered with a layer of white snow, the clear lake was frozen, and the squeezing sound of stepping on the snow was particularly clear.

In this night when every breath turned into misty white smoke, Afro followed closely with an umbrella behind him.

"Why only bring one umbrella? It's crowded."

She suddenly asked such a strange question.

Grace turned around, her thick coat spinning, and she almost fell into Afro's arms.

Gray uttered a muffled "hmm" and took a step back, somewhat uncomfortably, putting some distance between them.

Then, she looked up at Afro's puzzled look and answered,

"You're tall, so you're a good fit for an umbrella."

Judging from their heights alone, Afro is indeed six or seven centimeters taller than Grace, and she is indeed more suitable for holding an umbrella.

"..."

Afro was silent.

So you are too lazy to hold an umbrella?

I'm not her servant, so why should I do her work as a slave?

Grace couldn't remember how many times Afro had frowned in disgust today.

Anyway, I only have a little time left to live, so I'll just have to endure it.

Afro thought she would refuse, but Grace glanced at the hand holding the umbrella handle and said shockingly:

"If you don't mind getting hit on the head, I can also hold an umbrella for you."

Measuring the height between the two simply by sight, Afro finally became convinced that if she let Her Royal Highness the Princess hold an umbrella for her, her mink coat would be completely soaked.

"never mind."

Afro shook her head, but finally held up the umbrella handle and looked at the palace with flickering lights in the distance.

On a snowy night, the emperor's palace in the distance is brightly lit like the city that never sleeps in the sky. Snowflakes float by one by one, and the gorgeousness contrasts with the loneliness at the moment, making the atmosphere under the umbrella particularly ethereal.

Standing side by side with someone, Afro couldn't help but ask,

"So, how long are we going to hang around here?"

Grace did not look into Afro's eyes again, but began to linger in the pure white royal garden.

The tall and short grasses and trees were outlined with beautiful pure white silhouettes by the snowflakes, and the extreme tranquility seemed to cleanse the soul like heaven.

It also makes people feel more relaxed.

"No idle man would wander around in the snowy night, because it's cold."

"Your Highness, the Third Princess, was able to find me at the first opportunity, so she was also able to know that we were in the Imperial Garden at the first opportunity. Now we just have to wait for her."

Afro was skeptical of Grace's illogical statement.

"Are you so sure she will come and deliver the key to the dungeon?"

Grace reached out her hand, caught a cold snowflake, and watched it slowly melt in her palm while she spoke.

"Victoria was very strange at first, although she did seem like a good sister. But her attitude towards me after being poisoned was very subtle."

"She didn't even question my recovery after being poisoned, nor did she even ask why I was running around."

"Victoria is a strong candidate for the throne. Someone who can reach such a position is not that simple. Her purpose from the beginning to the end should be for this. She will not not come."

"If you don't come, then let's just enjoy the snow."

Grace said, turning her head to look at Afro, praising him with sparkling eyes.

"The snow scene today is very beautiful."

The beautiful blood-red eyes are particularly eye-catching in the snow, just like a gorgeous red rose. However, unfortunately, this rose will soon wither and decay.

Snowflakes are falling from the umbrella, and standing under the snow, the atmosphere is very peaceful.

Afro didn't understand the royal struggle at all, but...

The princess's lack of expectations for other people's feelings is a bit...

She was obviously dying, but she didn't want to tell anyone.

Afro happened to notice that one side of the princess' coat was already stained with some crystal snowflakes, so she tilted her umbrella slightly.

Out of kindness, take care of the patient.

Then she wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say, so she sighed.

Finally, holding the umbrella, I pulled the leaves of the evergreen tree twistedly, watching it tremble and then shake off the snow particles.