Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Nora quickly retracted her gaze and looked straight ahead.

Then, Grace's index finger and thumb carefully and quietly twisted her sleeves.

This is the first time I hold an umbrella with my peers...

Is this a friend?

Do you like this kind of atmosphere a little bit?

Hmm...the environment without Lucia being disturbed seems pretty good?

……

In the flowery carriage full of tulips, Doris leaned lazily by the window, holding a black and white chip between her slender fingers, looking out at the hazy snowy scene outside the window.

Her silver hair is as smooth and slender as seaweed, and her delicate facial features are in perfect proportion. She is like a beloved child loved by God, and her every move is elegant.

She raised her hand to look at the chips, frowned, and couldn't help but comment,

"As a bargaining chip? A banquet at Keda Casino?"

"It's really boring, isn't it? What fun can old gambling dogs have if they get together?"

She shook her head and looked out the window boredly.

"Ha." As if she saw something dirty, Doris sneered, and the sunny expression on her face suddenly turned as gloomy as purgatory.

"It's unlucky that the dead pigs who are banned still like to escape? Why don't they die in the pig farm?"

She couldn't help but curse, and her dexterous index finger neatly turned the chips over, then put them into her pocket.

On the glass windows still covered with layers of fog, a golden carriage belonging to the royal family was speeding on the avenue.

Karta, a giant baby who wished the whole world would be buried with his eyes, was about to ruin his good mood for the day.

Doris gritted her teeth and closed the curtain of the car window, exhaling a heavy breath.

This banquet...is there anything else worth looking forward to?

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Today I adjusted the update so that it will be placed after six o'clock when the hedgehog cat's full attendance takes effect.

On July [-]st, after Hedgehog Cat’s full attendance time, there will be another chapter.

I will be saving articles recently, and there should be a big update on July [-]th, that’s it.

There will be more updates in July while maintaining quality as much as possible.

129. Her Highness Grace’s lips are very soft

The top floor of the Cotillard Hotel, the hotel bedroom on the eighth floor.

In the long dome-shaped mirror like a golden birdcage, what Grace sees is herself disguised through illusion.

Lain's traditional court dress is a disaster for women. The skirt is like an umbrella and the corset is almost suffocating the abdomen. Grace doesn't like it very much.

Therefore, Grace chose a loose-fitting long skirt similar to a modern evening dress that is sought after by emerging aristocrats.

The black tulle skirt inlaid with sparkling diamonds covers the slender legs. The halter neck ring supports the entire long skirt. The waist design emphasizes the slender waist to the maximum extent, highlighting the softness of the female lines. It's also relaxed.

The skirt sways slightly when walking, and the white skin on her neck contrasts with the black gauze, making her look like the mysterious witch lady in the movie.

Very in line with today's style.

The only drawback is that it's not very warm.

However, this is also the norm for women, and Grace has long been used to it.

Bright lipstick was applied little by little along the peaks of her lips. Although the lipstick was actually invisible in the illusion, Grace still did it religiously for a sense of ritual.

"Your Highness Grace, aren't these three thousand gold coins temporarily reserved? Why... do you need to buy all the dresses?"

A questioning voice like a mechanical AI came from behind.

Grace turned around. As Miss "Elsa"'s maid, Nora had also changed her clothes. She respectfully handed over the thin black veil.

A cold expression, a witch-like maid outfit, and a dignified posture.

It feels a little... like a witch's master and servant.

Grace raised her eyebrows, took the veil, put it on in front of the mirror, and explained patiently,

"Nora, you know what? All you need to fit into high society is a beautiful evening gown."

"Even the highest-ranking nobles are just wearing first-class clothes. It doesn't necessarily matter if they are not high-class."

The witch's veil finally completely covered her face, and Grace's eyes in the mirror brightened as she concluded,

"So... Boss Donner won't ask for this little money. He will have a better way to get a larger amount."

"Taking kickbacks...right?"

Obviously Nora is a smart person, and she immediately understood what Grace meant.

Downer does not actually own the casino.

Everyone has selfish motives. For the casino's monthly turnover of millions of gold coins, fifty thousand gold coins is just a drop in the bucket.

"Yes, Nora."

Grace nodded with satisfaction, she turned her head and stared directly into Nora's eyes,

"You know exactly what I want. I want you to learn this. To remain loyal, of course. Once trust is lost, it cannot be rebuilt."

"..."

The dress is specially hollowed out to show off the round and white shoulders of women.

It snowed again yesterday, so it must be very cold.

Nora noticed this, took out a mink coat to keep out the cold from the hotel wardrobe, and put it on Grace's shoulders thoughtfully and tenderly.

"Your Highness, I will always be loyal." - Because apart from Grace, I have no one to whom I can remain loyal.

Her Royal Highness said nothing, but accepted her contact silently, tucked up her mink clothes, and headed out the door.

"Let's go, Nora."

It seems that...the relationship between himself and Grace is not bad now?

Nola’s mood felt a little subtle, but of course it was positive.

If only that idiot Lucia would shut up——

"Then Avro is going to sleep with your master and secretly do this and that in the alchemy room. Are you still thinking about it-"

Lucia's frivolous voice was sarcastic, as if she were a yin and yang villain in a novel,

"Oh, Grace, you are quite nice."

The world Nora lives in is sharp from beginning to end, and if she contacts the world with a rounded part, she will only be covered in scars.

Therefore, Nora's name this time is also extremely awkward and sharp.

"It's as if your dear Miss Saint didn't have any intimate contact with Miss Avro. I don't like Grace, but what about the Lucia you like?"

"..."

Nora's poisonous tongue hit someone's pain point sharply. The Calamity Witch pretended to be silent for a long time, and finally changed the subject with a stiff mouth,

"What are you still pretending to do? You obviously have a deep love for her, Nora! Like a dog!"

"no!"

Nora's answer was as decisive as a soldier who obeyed the orders of his superiors.

Lucia took a deep breath. She didn't believe this evil and asked loudly,

"Then let me ask you, have you ever thought about the kind of person you want to be with in the future?"

"What kind of people are together...?"

The outline in her mind roughly emerged, and Nora easily sketched out the image in her fantasy,

"It's best to have a quiet personality...one who respects oneself and can share hardships...it's best to maintain a certain sense of distance and space."

The face seemed to be painted with a specific look in imagination, which gradually became clearer.

Who is it?

Nora didn't have a definite answer, she only knew that such a person existed.

"whispering sound……"

Calamity Witch Lucia made a loud mocking sound, and she announced loudly and unscrupulously,

"Isn't this your master Grace? A quiet woman!"

"...?"

Someone is out of their minds.

Nora's heart is like steel, and even the inner dialogue is counterattacked with extreme calmness.

"Ah... I feel that Miss Saint Lucia may be more in line with my taste. It would be good to fall in love with Lucia."

After realizing it in hindsight, Lucia was stunned for a moment, then screamed like a cat that had been stepped on,

"Nora! You go and be used as fertilizer in the Valley of Death!!"

The deafening sound was about to penetrate her soul, and Nora was used to this kind of life.

She blocked out the witch's voice as if nothing had happened, and accompanied Grace slowly downstairs, even supporting the frail girl with lace gloves on the way.

"slower."

……

To be honest, having someone like you is something to be envied.

White snow fell all over the windows, the fireplace under the birch wall on the first floor was burning brightly, the door with gold trim was wide open, and on the sofa covered with red velvet carpet on the left side of the stairs, a holy girl sat quietly.

It's Miss Avro Argerich.

She leaned against the sofa in trance, supporting her chin with her wrist, and a suspicious red glow floated on her face, as if she was caught in a beautiful memory.

Isn’t everyone who has the one they like like this, clean and beautiful?

The moment he saw Grace, Avro's distracted eyes suddenly widened, and then a brighter smile bloomed on the girl's face, and she waved enthusiastically.

"Good afternoon, Ge...Elsa!"

She jumped up from the sofa, with stars in her eyes, and walked towards Grace in three steps and then two steps.

Even with illusions, Avro could still recognize who Grace was at a glance.

Does all magic fail in the eye of the beholder?

Nora was a little confused.

"Are you here so early?"

The arms circled the arms affectionately, close to the softness of women like a lover.

Facing this clingy big guy, Grace's body froze for a moment, but she didn't choose to push away, as if she was forcing her body to get used to accepting it.

Silent acquiescence to cross the line, like some kind of special favor.

Ah... Miss Avro is indeed very important in the eyes of Her Highness Grace.

"Do you want to have lunch together? If you're a vegetarian, Cotillard can do that too."

Avro didn't know what he was thinking, and kept moving his smiling cheek closer to Grace.

On the cold days of late spring, it is like a beam of warm sunshine shining on people.

What an annoying woman... Grace lowered her eyes to the connecting part, and said some distant words with a slight pretense.

"Actually, you don't need to be so active. It's just... if you send samples."

The hotel has a relatively small flow of people at noon, so there are no people in the lobby.

What... Her Highness Grace is exactly that kind of overwhelmed, stubborn child.

Avro was not knocked down by these words. She held Grace's arm in a childlike manner and led her down the narrow corridor.