Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

Instead, it is an exquisite, nearly mature female body, like a budding flower, about to bloom and usher in its most passionate beauty.

Such a body might be suitable for leaving some mottled marks on it.

Victoria took out a bar of soap and rubbed it on the girl's shoulders and back.

The towel rubbed across the protruding spine and soft skin.

The corners of Victoria's mouth rose, and a rare light of interest appeared in her cold eyes.

As expected...there is no birthmark, so she doesn't seem to be my imperial sister.

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Then, a new character is about to appear! The down-and-out maid lady!

57. She likes women, and she takes her down hard!!

But what about his former royal sister Grace?

Victoria's eyes darkened again, and she silently wandered over the girl's smooth skin.

No one disappears from the world without a trace.

Or is it true that the goddess' blessing can cleanse all the filth in the body.

after all……

Grace's body seemed to have been washed in flowing holy water, as smooth and flawless as the Creator's darling.

Maybe Grace really has lost her memory?

We should ask the Court Grand Mage Brewster, he knows more about miracles.

Until then, you must be wary of Grace.

If she took away the life that belonged to the royal sister Grace, then she would be dragged into hell completely.

The muscles on Grace's back were tense, and she trembled slightly every time the towel brushed across her skin.

She seemed quite resistant.

"what happened?"

Victoria achieved her goal and deliberately kept her distance, no longer rubbing Grace's back.

She gently placed the towel in her hand on the shore, intending to stop.

"If the imperial sister is really nervous, then forget it."

"It's just that I'm not used to it. I used to take a bath by myself, sister."

Grace turned around with her slender white arms covering her chest, her cheeks flushed pink, and explained in a soft, slightly shy voice of a young girl.

It was a far cry from his previous dominance in court.

Victoria took in all the details and smiled.

"Okay, then you can rub your back yourself. You need to do it comfortably to remove all the fatigue."

……

After taking a bath, Victoria still asked Grace to sleep with her.

Of course, Grace, who was now in a dangerous situation, had no way of refusing Victoria's request.

Grace knows what her real purpose is now, so now she will slowly paralyze Victoria.

The bed is large enough to accommodate two people.

Victoria was wearing a gauze nightgown, sitting on a princess bed with a gorgeous canopy. The slender white suspenders were attached to her delicate collarbone. The hazy magic lights cast light and shadows, making her look beautiful and gentle.

She leaned back against the bed, holding a hardcover fairy tale book in her hand and reading it carefully.

Grace knew that Victoria's beauty was filled with poison. She slowly approached the window, lifted the quilt and got in.

Then he pretended to be curious and asked, "Sister, what are you looking at?"

Keep a distance of fifty centimeters from Victoria, not too close nor too intimate.

"It's just a simple fairy tale book."

Victoria closed the book gently, turned around and looked at Grace. Her emotions were hard to guess under the dim light.

Grace hesitated, pretending to be a little white rabbit, and asked worriedly,

"By the way, sister, today Ambassador Cardan and brother Carta..."

"You are worried about what happened in court, right? Don't worry, Ambassador Cardin Richard is my old friend and won't tell anyone."

"As for my father, he will definitely punish Karta severely. As for you...it's okay as long as I protect you."

After saying that, she rubbed Grace's head lovingly again, like a perfect elder sister.

But this time the time is very short.

"That's great, sister." Grace smiled with her eyebrows curved.

"What does Grace want to do tomorrow?"

"I should probably leave the palace. I haven't been to the orphanage for a long time."

Victoria took Grace's arm and asked affectionately, "Well...Is that so? Do you want me to go with you?"

"No need, sister, you should focus on your own things. I'm going to sleep first."

"Goodnight, sister."

"Goodnight Grace."

After turning on the lights and saying good night to each other, the two people with ulterior motives slept together in the same bed despite being separated by thousands of miles.

Time passes slowly with the ticking of the hour hand.

As the night falls, the brilliant Milky Way becomes peaceful and tranquil, and all around is quiet. It is a perfect time to have a good sleep.

But Grace couldn't sleep at all.

It's not just the warm temperature in the bed that makes people feel uncomfortable, but also because of what they heard and saw today, they completely lost the mood to sleep.

The sinking weight of the soft mattress beside her pillow reminded Grace all the time that she needed to stay alert.

Victoria's breathing was shallow and she seemed to be asleep.

Grace tiptoed and couldn't help but look back. Victoria was sleeping lightly on her back.

On her cool and beautiful face, the curve of her profile was smooth, and her long eyelashes looked like silver butterfly wings under the bright moonlight.

Now, she exudes a calm and beautiful temperament.

But only Grace knew that this was just a deception.

Grace opened her eyes clearly, her red pupils shining brightly in the darkness like a night cat.

She couldn't help but stretch out her hand, trying to measure how to pinch the delicate neck of the human body with her slender fingers.

However, she finally suppressed the thought.

The hand froze in mid-air, and finally fell down helplessly.

Forget it, go to sleep, there is still a long time to come.

Grace thought so and slowly closed her eyes.

There was a long and lingering breathing sound in the darkness, when Grace's vision was covered by her eyelids.

There was also a pair of bright red eyes that opened silently in the darkness, as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath.

Silence is a chess game of swords and sabers.

Victoria glanced at Grace, her lips slightly raised and her eyes sparkling with a strange color.

For the first time, she felt the danger, tension and mystery brought by this unexpected unknown.

That... is really addictive.

……

When Grace struggled to open her eyes, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

All the fatigue caused by yesterday's abuse of Holy Flame Technique was recovered from the long sleep.

The working hours of the Rhine Empire Council Hall are eight o'clock in the morning. Victoria did not disturb Grace and chose to go to the Council Hall early.

So, Grace now has some free time.

While Victoria was away, she chose to leave the palace and go to the slums to look for a new personal maid.

Considering the weak capabilities of this body, she only brought two knights for protection.

However, this choice would expose all her itineraries to Victoria's surveillance.

In fact, it doesn’t matter if Victoria knows about this. The original fifth princess is a bird in a cage who yearns for freedom and is looking for a way to break free.

Grace easily drove out of the palace under the pretext of going to the orphanage.

The winter in the imperial capital is still harsh, and the chill in the air penetrates the bones.

She walked along the busy commercial street, watching the buildings on both sides of the road gradually change from exquisite and prosperous to low and shabby.

At the end of her sight were the slums. The glittering capital finally showed its ugliest side to Grace.

In such a cold winter, there are often homeless people lying on the roadside with no clothes on.

The Kum Street next to them is a prosperous commercial street surrounded by fireplaces and warmth.

Just across the street, the class division is clear. Dirt and poverty are the terrible abscesses that reside here, causing people to rot and stink.

The carriage was traveling through a civilian area where class divisions were not so clear. Grace could see a slightly dilapidated courtyard in the distance through the foggy glass window.

Above the black gate of the courtyard, there was a rusty sign with a few large words with some paint peeling off - "Rhodes Welfare Home".

I heard that this is the place where the fifth princess used to come often.

To be honest Grace is not good at dealing with children.

Of course, she’s just not good at it, but she still enjoys playing with children.

Especially those children who listen to adults, are innocent, cute and have no ulterior motives! They are the most suitable for one bite at a time.

I don't know why I became nervous.

Grace caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye and saw that someone seemed to have set up a stall on the side of the road.

"Pause."

She immediately asked the driver to stop here.

Grace carefully held up her skirt and stepped down the crossbar of the carriage. What came into view was a large black pot with a little hot smoke coming out.

The middle-aged boss with a long scar on his left cheek was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket full of patches. He was sweating profusely and stirring a long wooden spoon in the pot with great effort.

In the pot was something like a thick, yellow syrup, and next to it was a creamy, solidified dessert.

A common dessert that looks like it belongs in another world?

Seeing Grace stop here, the boss's originally lifeless eyes suddenly brightened up, and he shouted excitedly:

"Would you like some plum cake, my dear lady?"

You can't go to meet the kids empty-handed.

So, Grace nodded and said, "Pack some for ten people."

……

As the eldest daughter of the Francis family, Nora has not been having a happy life recently.

It's not just the nasty stepmother and the unlucky younger brother in the family who often come to cause trouble.

A few days ago, I accidentally cut my finger while cleaning. When the blood came into contact with the relic ring my mother gave me, it suddenly burst into dazzling light.

After that, there was an annoying noisy thing in my head.

Her voice was seductive and frivolous, the kind of bad woman her mother taught her she should never approach.