Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

"I'm just letting you ordinary frogs in the well see the world."

"This formula should be an improved version of the energy potion. It uses narcissus and low-quality tulan leaves that contain a little bit of magic power instead of expensive magic crystals. It's quite a genius idea, but it only has a little refreshing effect."

"If it's a recipe of this level, why not choose cheaper coffee? I don't understand it."

"do not know."

Nora agreed. She couldn't understand Grace's potion formula that was far away from the near.

But she couldn't understand Lucia's attitude.

The Calamity Witch does not admit that Grace is the reincarnation of the saintly lady, but she always helps Grace thoughtfully at such moments.

Nora frowned and asked someone a soul-piercing question, "But Lucia, are you deliberately helping her?"

"..."

The only answer she received was silence like a broken line.

Like an ostrich caught red-handed and trying to bury its head in the soil.

"Hello? Lucia?..."

"Hello? Lucia, why don't you speak?"

A witch who shrinks her head when it comes to her pain points is completely different from the unforgiving woman recorded in history books.

“Nora, did you have any reaction after drinking it?”

Nora sighed, and Her Royal Highness Grace's cold voice came through the noise.

The kind-hearted Princess turned her head.

Her back was thin, and only a distant face appeared on the bench. Her eyes were like those of a proud cat. No, it was like a cat lying on the bench.

Nora felt the excitement in her body and answered honestly.

"Same as them."

It seems to have similar effects on women?Grace looked back and wrote this result in her notebook for the time being.

The tip of the pen rustled across the paper. In fact, the oil lamp was not too bright, but the moon was round and bright tonight, illuminating every word on the notebook clearly.

Grace raised her head, and the thick darkness of night indicated that it was too late.

It seems it's time to go back.

Just when Grace covered the pen and was about to get up, Nora's clear voice came to her ears.

"Miss Elsa." - Now Nora will call herself this name whenever she is outside.

"what happened?"

Grace turned around and saw that Nora was no longer leaning against the wall, but was slowly walking towards her.

She frowned slightly, her eyes full of doubts, "Why do you want to help Leo?"

Grace laughed self-deprecatingly, her voice as inhuman as frozen ice,

"There's no reason. It's not help. It's just two gold coins. To me, it's insignificant."

Nora stopped in front of the bench and stood side by side with Grace. She shook her head and said, "But... I don't think you think so."

It doesn't matter whether you think about it or not.

This incident is not worth mentioning, it is the most insignificant episode in a long life.

"Don't get too immersed in the kindness that is so easy."

Grace said coldly,

"It would be ridiculous to regard this kind of behavior as something that has to be repaid."

As if it was the final word, Grace gave her an evaluation that reflected her self-awareness - "It's not worth it."

not worth it?But she did it anyway, as if she was doing it to herself.

Nora was also a smart woman, and she understood the meaning of Grace’s words in an instant.

If people worry about gains and losses in small details, then life will be too tiring.

"Yes, ma'am."

Nora replied, watching Grace's expression carefully.

Ok……

The expression on the face of this flower, which was carefully cared for by the royal family, was still a kind of indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away.

But this kind of indifference is deliberately building a cage to imprison oneself.

Grace is one of her own kind, like a hedgehog camouflaging itself with the sharpest part and using coldness as a camouflage.

She is obviously as fragile as a piece of paper...

Thinking of this, Nora couldn't help but move her eyes to Grace's hand with concern, and asked,

"Miss...are your hands and cold better?"

"do not worry,"

Grace waved her hand, and she scanned the square directly, as if she wanted to find a way out of the square.

"Find a hotel and rest early. We have to attend a banquet tomorrow."

Due to her illness, Nora thought of her wet nurse Denise, who was still in pain.

"Miss……"

She spoke hesitantly, looking at Grace's pale and sickly face, not knowing how to express her appeal.

Therefore, Nora could only swallow her thoughts back in her throat.

But Grace was not like most aristocrats of this era.

The beautiful red pupils stared directly into Nora’s eyes, Grace reminded,

"Communicate reasonably and effectively, and clearly state your needs so that others can understand what you are thinking."

How to describe Grace?Like a sharp sword, it kills decisively and directly, but is not annoying.

Since Her Royal Highness the Princess said so, Nora lowered her head slightly and answered honestly,

"I want to go somewhere. Because of the illusion, the lady may need to go with me."

"But it won't take long..."

As she spoke, she suddenly saw the delicate cane and umbrella in the girl's hand.

Your Highness Grace...she must have injured her ankle, right?

Such a request is too harsh for a patient.

Nora was even prepared to be rejected, and her original speaking volume also became smaller.

"If it doesn't work, forget it..."

But Grace just glanced around Nora lightly, and then nodded and agreed to the girl's request.

"I know, let's go."

Nora raised her head and blinked in disbelief, feeling a little confused.

Grace started looking for a way out and asked, "Where? Which exit should you take to where you want to go?"

A hedgehog's abdomen is the same as a cat's claws, both are very soft in the middle.

Nora started thinking, and even prepared to carry Her Highness Grace on her back.

……

"Denise! It doesn't matter. I have a lot of money now, so you can rest in peace and recuperate."

As Nora spoke, she quietly placed the bag containing heavy gold coins on the table and prepared her final greetings for the visit.

Her facial paralysis never changed even when she was caring.

In the narrow hut, wet nurse Denise was well taken care of by Nora, and her weak body was wrapped in a quilt.

Just like the winter that was about to end, Denise's thin face had some color. She pointed out the window and asked cautiously,

"Nora, the person outside is..."

Looking along the fingers, outside the transparent glass window, Grace stood leaning against the wall in the cold winter, with only half of her bleak figure exposed, crumbling in the wind and snow.

She said that she wanted to leave time alone for herself, so she stood alone outside the cold window.

She is so lonely and fragile, like the silhouette of the moon left in the human lake, which breaks into shapeless waves at the slightest touch.

Grace decided that no one could change it.

Nora was silent for a long time. Grace's attitude towards her was actually not too bad, but she was just a little inconsistent.

Now they are like two hedgehogs that are constantly getting closer and testing each other.

Hedgehogs and hedgehogs should be friends, right?

Nora stared at the back figure for a long time, and finally said slowly,

"Ah... he is a very good friend to me."

"Hello friends...Miss Nora...it's great to finally have friends...and you won't be so lonely..."

Denise's eyes were slightly red, and her hoarse voice was full of sighs of relief, as if she were a mother looking at her daughter who was about to get married.

The mood was a little subtle, Nora tucked Denise's quilt, said goodbye, and opened the door.

The starry night sky was clean, and countless swirling snow fell from the sky.

It's not too cold when the snow falls.

Grace stood quietly under the eaves, looking up at the night sky, strands of hair fluttering in the cold wind, and her red eyes shining with a shimmer that was no less than the stars in the night.

Snowflakes fell on her clean cheeks, but she didn't mind. She just relaxed and observed the world like a newborn child.

Quiet and beautiful, like a painter's colorful oil painting.

Her heart was beating inexplicably because of the resonance of the beautiful scenery at this moment, and Nola’s steps stopped.

The snowflakes are falling, everything is quiet, beautiful and peaceful, which makes people intoxicated.

When Grace turned her head and looked into those eyes, Nora's pupils widened as if she had just woken up from a dream.

She tried hard to calm her breathing and heart, and then slowly leaned forward, stretching out her hands like every loyal servant.

"Miss...it's snowing, I'd better hold the umbrella."

Grace handed the umbrella in her hand to Nora and murmured,

"It's cold in spring...The spring of the empire is about to change drastically."

Well, the parasol was opened amidst the sound of snowflakes. Fortunately, the two of them were petite, and one parasol was enough to accommodate them.

But it must be shoulder to shoulder.

This is contrary to Her Majesty Grace's unwillingness to have contact with others.

Her Highness Grace is sick now, but she doesn't care.

Smart Nora straightened her slender arms, intending to cover Grace's entire body with the umbrella canopy.

"you……"

Grace subtly glanced up at the open umbrella stand, then looked at Nora's weird posture, and finally broke the barrier between the two,

"Let's hold an umbrella together."

"Yes, Miss, you can help me."

Noila couldn’t describe how this felt, and her heart accelerated a little.

She cautiously moved her body closer to Grace.

Little by little, getting closer and closer, Nora couldn't help but hold her breath. She only dared to let go of her stagnant breath when her shoulders finally got closer.

Grace's body felt a little cold, and the fragrance lingering slightly on the tip of her nose was also very nice.

Their eyes briefly met, but to me it was like lightning between flint and stone.