Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

Today she tied her hair into an exquisite princess bun, with an expression of neither sadness nor joy. Her smooth face, with the blessing of her holy face, had an indescribable elegance.

Because she took off her heavy cloak indoors, the white lotus-waisted dress she wore made her body look slender and soft.

Hmm...she seems to have dressed up deliberately today, and she looks very good.

Is it because I didn't praise her for being pretty?

His emerald green eyes looked at Rose and Grace, as if he had thousands of words to say.

The girl stopped in front of the remains of the abandoned rose.

Aphrodite bent down and twisted the rose stem with her slender, bony fingers.

Maybe it's because she is a nun, so there is an inexplicable sense of compassion in her every move.

She carefully put the rose back into the bouquet. After doing all this, she slowly opened her cherry lips and asked:

"Your Highness Grace, do you really have nothing to say to me?"

Grace held the book quietly and turned her gaze to Afro.

Her emotions were not very obvious, she just stared at him with her clear eyes.

Afro is a smart child, versatile and able to apply what he has learned.

Now you have learned to hide even your emotions?

Grace raised her eyebrows, and her index finger rubbed the smooth paper back and forth briskly, "Hmm? Is there anything worth saying?"

"?"

The left side of Afro's cheek moved slightly, as if he was gritting his teeth, and his full chest rose and fell as he exhaled a breath of foul air.

She...seemed to be annoyed by her own cold answer.

Keep a certain distance, but also be able to coax them a little.

Grace had no choice but to close the book neatly, sit up straight, and look at it carefully.

Because the ponytail was tied up, the swan-like slender white neck and perfectly straight shoulders were fully revealed.

The diamond-shaped emerald pendant that fits against her skin, like her eyes, adds a touch of brightness to the calmness.

The emerald earrings I gave her last time were made into an exquisite necklace by her.

"You look very beautiful today."

Grace pinched her chin and looked at it carefully, then made a sincere evaluation.

But after the praise, the expression on Afro's face seemed weathered like a frozen rock.

"Thank you, Your Highness Grace."

But she quickly adjusted herself and slowly approached the bed with a scrutinizing look.

"But is this really all you want to say to me...? Is there nothing else to say?"

Afro finally sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning sideways and maintaining an ambiguous distance.

Just based on Afro's current aura, it is impossible for people to feel pressured.

Grace didn't know what Afro was angry about, but she probably wouldn't have time to read next.

So, she put the book she had just picked up aside, folded her hands in preparation for a long conversation, looked into the girl's eyes and asked:

"You knew already?"

Her delicate eyebrows were suddenly furrowed, and Afro could no longer hold back the emotions she had been trying so hard to suppress. She took a deep breath and asked,

"Shouldn't you apologize to me?"

"so……"

Grace maintained a cold expression, her eyes resting on Afro's face, and whispered tentatively:

"Are you mad about that?"

Apparently the naive Afro was immediately tricked by the cunning Grace.

"Shouldn't I be mad about this?"

Afro's eyes widened slightly, and she seemed very confused. She accused him dissatisfiedly,

"Your Highness Grace, didn't you promise me that you would find another personal maid? Then why did you..."

"Have it?"

Grace interrupted Afro's words with a cold voice. She did not intend to appease Afro's emotions, but deliberately asked questions about irrelevant things:

"She's just a personal maid, Afro, don't be so sensitive. You don't know Nora Francis either, where does your malice towards that unknown person come from?"

Grace's skillful rhetoric immediately changed the subject of discussion from "Grace" to "Afro".

Apparently Afro also realized this, and the annoyance in his heart accumulated little by little.

"This is not a question of whether she is a maid or not!"

She frowned, her eyes fixed on Grace, and repeated loudly,

"Your Highness Grace, this is deception!"

"I told you last time, didn't I? The price of deceiving the truth is this: the punishment priest will tie up your hands and feet and carve words on your back. This way, when you are reincarnated, the judge of hell will see your guilt."

"cheat?"

Grace tilted her head, blinked her clear red pupils, and looked like she didn't admit it.

"I didn't promise you yesterday. I just said you could visit and take care of me at any time in the name of a friend, and then ask your brother to help me."

"We are a family from now on, and I am also your sister-in-law. We need to be considerate of each other in the future. How can this be considered cheating?"

After saying that, she supported herself with her slender white wrists on the slightly sunken mattress, leaned over and picked up another book from the bedside table.

It seemed as if he was preparing to end this boring conversation.

Although Grace always said that she was his "sister-in-law", in fact, judging from her vague attitude, it was impossible for the two of them to get married.

At most, they are in a cooperative relationship.

Afro knew this very well.

I don’t know since when, my father and mother always thought that Her Highness Grace would become their sister-in-law.

Even the servants in the house were vaguely spreading the rumor that this matter was a done deal.

My father even came home yesterday and started secretly buying up land, saying he wanted to build a new manor.

Under Victoria's coercion, her brother had to use all kinds of tricks to show his courtesy to Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Afro didn't like this atmosphere. It was obvious that Grace and her brother were completely incompatible.

The whole world seems to be trying to bring two people who don't love each other together...

It makes people feel extremely depressed, as if some emotion is about to break out, like a small seed hidden in the heart.

And those bright roses and tulips...

But these were the most beautiful and colorful roses that I had personally picked early in the morning at the most expensive Luman Botanical Garden on the east side of the imperial capital!

She actually threw it on the ground!!

But these are not the most critical things. The most important thing is the lack of trust.

Grace didn't trust herself and never explained to herself what she did.

Grace's heart is an isolated island surrounded by layers of walls. I have never truly understood or entered her inner world.

Only by communicating with each other from the heart can you make true friends.

At the critical moment of life and death, someone was willing to give his life to her, but he was unwilling to open his heart. This feeling of inequality made Afro very anxious.

It would have made people feel better if Grace had just given a brief explanation instead of making the decision so abruptly.

But she just didn't want to do that. She had to use a thick barrier to isolate me and use her identity as sister-in-law to overwhelm me.

Grace is the most annoying woman in the world!!

Afuluo didn't know whether she was soaking in a vinegar jar or in a vinegar jar.

Her long eyelashes trembled, Afro took a deep breath, grabbed the girl's fair wrist, and couldn't help but whispered:

"Your Highness Grace, your attitude is really annoying. Why are you so cold?"

"Yeah……?"

This time, even when she held her wrist, Grace did not show any disgust.

She maintained her dignified calm, and if she hadn't blinked slightly, Afro would have almost thought that her pupils were finely crafted rubies.

"Then tell me something you like to hear."

"I admire your beauty, your calmness, and everything about you, so I want to treasure them all and make them my personal treasure."

When we first met, she was on the verge of death when she uttered this sentence, her breath was barely there, so it added a bit of ambiguity.

But at this moment, the cold voice sounded like a stick, coupled with the emotionless expression, one could not help but wonder if the person in front of him was a robot.

"..."

Afro was almost broken by her perfunctory attitude.

She closed her eyes and began to miss the princess with blushing cheeks, as cute as a cat in her arms.

Today... no bullying?

Afro suddenly felt remorse for his impure thoughts.

"Isn't that what you wanted to hear?"

How could I possibly like this? The veins on Afro's forehead popped with anger.

"what……"

She let out a long breath and clenched her fingers into fists.

Afro opened his eyes in a flash, and looked at Grace with eyes as pure, firm and blazing as a spring. He held Grace's wrist tightly with his right hand, and spoke word by word as if he was taking an oath:

"Your Highness Grace! What I need is - an explanation!"

"I'm not against you finding a personal maid, nor am I here to accuse you. I just hope that as friends we can have mutual understanding and trust."

Afro said as he let go of her hand, his tone as sincere as when he proposed to her.

"I hope that... we can communicate honestly with each other at any time and have the corresponding tacit understanding and trust."

Grace looked at the girl in front of her in disbelief. Her eyes were clear and the bright sun outside the window shone on her fair face, as if a thin layer of holy light was cast on it.

It was as if someone was hitting the wall of my heart with a battering ram.

One moment, one moment.

Grace's eyelashes opened and closed gently like butterfly wings.

But the high city walls are still solid and cannot be collapsed.

Afro held her breath and carefully watched the changes in the expression on Her Royal Highness's face - hesitation, entanglement, and then her red lips slightly opened:

“Because I don’t trust other people.”

Same answer as before!!

"Ah...really? You're just trying to fool me."

Afro's expression froze completely, and the irritability that had been suppressed in his chest was like a flying spark, ready to ignite a huge incident at any time.

She once thought that she was about to find the answer hidden deep in the heart of the princess, but the final result was like this, which made her feel a little crazy.

Really not cute at all.

She even threw her rose on the ground today! Her sister was deliberately making things difficult for her!

The last bit of tolerance for Grace also disappeared.

Afro's eyes fell on the girl's slender neck. The black and red collar was binding her neck in a particularly conspicuous way.

"No." Grace retorted weakly.

"Your Highness Grace, do you know? Those who enjoy deceiving others and playing with their true feelings are demons."