Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Afro thought that she would question what she had done, and even say that she would punish herself like she did before.

But she just asked herself again if she could give up her faith.

The answer is of course obvious.

"No."

Avro answered his inner words without hesitation, "I'm sorry..."

Ah... Her Highness Grace must be very sad to have rejected her again.

Avro couldn't help but lower his head, feeling a little more guilty for Her Royal Highness.

"Really?" - the voice was still the same as the cold snow.

There was neither disappointment nor anger, Grace's eyebrows were as calm as an ancient well.

People have souls.

Afro, who rejects himself at this moment, is a living and real existence.

"Then how are you going to compensate me?"

She turned her head to look at Avro and suggested tentatively,

"Well...how about coming with me to find Nora Frances?"

"No, no, no!"

As if a vigilant shepherd dog had discovered some kind of imperceptible danger, Avro immediately sat up straight and refused.

"..."

Grace didn't speak, and there was no hint of happiness or anger from her expression, but Avro could faintly feel a dark haze lying between the two of them.

The large princess bed also looks like a torture ground.

Long time, long time.

Grace's eyes were like silent knives staring at Avro.

A breath was held hard in the chest, as if suffocating, making people unable to breathe.

Avro persisted for a long time as if out of anger, and finally lost in those clear and scrutinizing red eyes.

She gripped the sheets tightly and loosened her knuckled hands as if giving in. "Okay..."

Grace smiled softly for a long time, and the coldness on her face melted, as stunning as a new rose in bud.

"This is not enough. Given what you did yesterday, I will continue to bully you... You are not allowed to complain, and you need to take off the collar around my neck."

Grace said softly and tapped the black and red collar on her white neck with her index finger.

Smile at me more—for some unknown reason, Avro's words suddenly popped out of his mind, vaguely like coquettishness.

So, is Grace now fulfilling her words yesterday?

The pain was so painful that he wanted to bury himself in the ground and turn into an ostrich. Afro suddenly covered his head with a quilt.

Like a crawler in the dark corner, he apologized anxiously in his heart.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lady Wells, I'm sorry! !

"With this attitude, do you want to continue to enjoy the pleasure of controlling me? Don't you want to be responsible for what you do?"

There was a faint voice of temperatureless accusation in his ears, poking at Avro's pain point like a sharp needle.

What is the pleasure of controlling her?

So how far did you achieve yesterday?

Avro covered his head and tried hard to recall his thoughts in the dark bed...

She only remembered some intertwined fragments, and even the terrible scene of kissing Her Highness Grace that made her blush and heart beat.

Not just in the bathtub, but now beside the bed...

The images are mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.

Avro took a deep breath and decided to face it all.

But you have to take responsibility for what you do, right?

She suddenly got out of the misty and hot quilt, and placed her firm and strong hands firmly on the girl's shoulders,

However, the atmosphere of looking at each other was a bit subtle, and Afro felt a little shy looking at those clear red eyes.

Her ears felt slightly hot, and she couldn't help but quietly lowered her head and promised seriously,

"Of course I will be responsible. From now on, I will unconditionally carry out Her Highness Grace's orders."

It feels strangely like a proposal...

Grace glanced at her, "Where's the collar?"

"what……"

Avro raised his head after realizing it, his cheeks were slightly red and he refused with an inexplicable toughness,

"The collar won't do."

"..."

Grace exhaled a long breath from her nose, grinded her teeth slightly, and forcefully brushed down her thin white palms on her shoulders and ordered,

"Don't come tomorrow."

"Eh...? As for the collar... no, it can't be done. I don't know how to remove it,"

The determination on Avro's face collapsed immediately. She blinked in panic and racked her brains to come up with some ridiculous reasons to try to convince Grace.

"And...and, Your Highness Grace, you often do some dangerous things."

"Yeah, I need to hold you back with this."

After saying that, she nodded vigorously and pointed at the collar from a distance to make her statement more convincing.

Grace tried her best to pretend to be annoyed, rubbed her temples, and asked:

"Do you know what you did last night?"

Avro immediately tightened her muscles, and she became panicked. She held her breath and did not even dare to breathe out.

He only dared to look at Grace secretly with a cautious evasive look.

"You bit my collarbone when you were drunk and said - the cake is delicious."

Grace touched the collarbone covered under the black gauze, her eyes cold.

There was a certain dark pressure in his tone, but there was an uncomfortable reddish color on his fair face.

"..."

Avro stared at the beautiful pink blush, his mood was a little subtle, and he was in a trance.

Are you shy?

wrong!Why are you thinking about this!Why did I bite Her Highness Grace’s collarbone?

Avro quickly glanced at the swan-like neck wrapped in black gauze...

His cheeks felt suspiciously hot again.

"And because of the control of the collar, I couldn't move. Then..."

Grace suddenly stopped narrating, like the calm before the storm.

"..."

Avro's Adam's apple couldn't help but move up and down. He wouldn't have done anything excessive.

"Then you started taking off your clothes randomly on the bed, and said you were a knight in armor. It took a lot of effort for me to help you put your clothes on."

"and then……"

Avro's head was buried in embarrassment and shyness, as if there was a huge boulder weighing [-] pounds on top of his head.

There was a cold smile in the air, as if he was asking himself why he had the nerve to say the word "then".

Grace's ruthless voice was like a sentence of death for someone, her lips were slightly opened and she continued to narrate,

"You started taking off my clothes again, saying that your body was so hot, and that my body was like an ice cube, very cold, and you kept wanting to stick to it..."

"anything else……"

His head was like a bent rice seedling. Avro couldn't lift his head at all, and his voice became weak.

She clutched her nightgown tightly with both hands, and her green eyes were closed tightly as if she couldn't bear the humiliation.

"You held my calf while you were sleeping and refused to let go."

Avro, who was about to break the jar, raised his head tremblingly, "...Have I done anything more extreme?"

Grace's slightly bright red eyes were filled with some strange brilliance. She looked at Avro in silence for a long time, and finally replied meaningfully,

"No more...that's all I did."

? ?

Are these only?

"Didn't I...force, force, force you to kiss you?"

Avro looked at the person in front of him blankly, his long eyelashes were slightly drooped, the blush on his face was slightly suspicious, and when his eyes came into contact, he was like an unruly wild cat.

In my memory, I seem to have done more suspicious things.

But Grace seemed to have no reason to lie.

Grace glanced at Afro, and at the same time tapped the bed with her small knee, and said in a chilling voice:

"If you did something like this, would you still be here?"

Although Avro believed in his heart that even if he did these things, the soft-hearted Grace would not do anything to him.

But after hearing the person's answer personally, the heavy stone weighing on the girl's heart finally disappeared, and what was left was a little bit lucky.

Great, as expected... the previous scene of Grace kissing herself was a dream, right?

She's not the kind of person who would secretly kiss herself while drunk.

And he has not had a physical relationship with Her Royal Highness, nor has he betrayed his beliefs.

"Also...I'm sorry, Your Highness Grace."

She apologized as if she was surviving a disaster, but at the same time, a strange emotion arose in her heart.

It was a regret similar to not seeing the rising sun after staying up late.

"Apologizing is useless."

Grace coldly pulled out a book from the bookshelf and leaned against the golden brown wood bed, as if she wanted to end such a boring topic.

"If you still want to come tomorrow... huh? No, if you still want to be with me in the future, you must agree to my request."

"Nora?"

"Yes, you must do your best to work with me to find and convince her."

persuade?

Avro suddenly realized something. Did Her Highness Grace take the initiative to invite Nora to become a maid?

The girl frowned subconsciously, feeling an inexplicable crisis.

……

"Aqiu!"

At the same time, Miss Nora Frances, wrapped in her old aristocratic mink coat, sneezed for no apparent reason.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and their ordinary breathing caused a mist of white smoke to rise in the cold morning air.

The winter in the empire is still cold.

She tucked up her coat and hugged the low-level magic potion wrapped in a sack in her arms tightly.

"Strange, who is scolding me?"