Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

It just so happens that the black and red collar around the neck can do this kind of thing.

Feeling sorry for his inner thoughts, Afro avoided his sight.

"Nothing... I just came in to take a shower. I heard that if the water is changed, the maid will have to rest very late..."

Avro stuttered and couldn't help but close his eyes out of shame.

His fingers tightly grasped the only shelter in front of him.

Isn’t this, this, this explanation getting worse the more you say it?

But the pervert who liked women just said a word as emotionlessly as a puppet.

"Then you finish washing slowly, I'll go to the bedroom first."

Then, Her Royal Highness, who had gone completely crazy just now, once again left the bathroom without looking back.

Miss Afro, who was mentally prepared and vowed to defend her bottom line to the death, was left in a daze.

"Eh? What does she mean?"

She stared blankly at the marble tiles with complex patterns on the floor, her mood now gray-white.

It's indescribably strange.

……

Grace's palace always used a magic circle to maintain the temperature in the cold winter, so she didn't feel cold even when she was wearing thin silk pajamas.

Grace was still at the desk, reading the newspaper, and constantly absorbing knowledge about the game world.

This kind of magic circle can only be used by upper-class nobles.

Magic is something that is out of reach for most people.

People with magical talents will be directly absorbed by the nobles as guest ministers, and they will be promoted immediately.

Probably similar to the guardian knights of world lords in Europe.

Footsteps were approaching in the bedroom. It seemed that Avro had finished bathing?

Grace did not look back and declared like the head of the family who could not tolerate criticism,

"You can sleep in my bed tonight, and I'll sleep on the floor."

Avro didn't speak, and let out a dull sigh as if he was angry.

She deliberately passed by her, and then deliberately pulled out a copy of "Secret Stories of Princess Lorbes" from the bookshelf.

Judging from the exaggerated cover, it should be some kind of popular romance novel.

Grace will not look at these things because they are useless.

The atmosphere was deadlocked in silence.

Grace was a little strange. She didn't do anything, but the atmosphere was frozen like a world of ice.

She glanced back at Avro.

The girl was half-lying on the pillow beside the dimly lit bed, flipping through only one page of the book in her hand.

Her eyes were staring at him fiercely, without escaping at all.

As if expecting himself to say something.

Grace ignored her, turned her head and continued reading.

That should be it for tonight.

The system prompts are just right.

[Aphro still holds great resentment towards you and warns her - the fate of a tamed person is to be obedient to the master. 】

[Please let Avro warm your bed and collect the achievement - Sleeping in the Same Bed. 】

39. Help me to the bed first

Is it over?

Grace's fingertips stopped turning the book. She was a little tired of doing it again and again.

Is this system targeting you or Afro?

Regarding matters involving the bottom line, the rebellious Miss Grace does not intend to continue.

Don't go.

She curled her lips, put her knees together, tapped her toes on the ground impatiently, and continued reading.

But the mechanical electronic sound in her ears kept ringing repeatedly, like a warning to Grace.

[Please let Avro warm your bed and complete the achievement of sleeping together for the first time. 】

[Please let Avro warm your bed and complete the achievement of sleeping together for the first time. 】

It's as annoying as the alarm clock in the morning. It won't stop until it achieves its goal.

Then, his mind seemed to be pierced by a sharp knife, his soul felt a tearing pain for no reason, and cold sweat continued to break out.

The stagnant slender fingertips trembled slightly, and his breathing began to become rapid.

Unable to control my body, it was like the pain of a disease suddenly struck late at night, and I couldn't find anything to rely on in the dark ward.

But even so, I don't want to stay in someone else's warm bed - for such a long time.

There is neither reward nor punishment, otherwise, just try to endure it.

Snap, Grace closed the book despite the discomfort. She took a deep breath and said in a clear voice with a slight trembling:

"I'm going to bed first, you... remember to turn off the lights."

Then, she dragged her aching body up with difficulty, and slowly opened the quilt on the floor like a twilight old man.

Grace turned her back to Afro, curled up her trembling body and wrapped her in a thick quilt.

It's hot and cold, with the cold winter on one side and the scorching heat of midsummer on the other.

The physical torture left her no longer able to pay attention to Avro's current state.

She just doesn't want to have contact with people for the time being.

Just get through it, just like every other night when the illness comes.

Afro, who was looking forward to getting something from Grace, was in a strange mood.

She glanced at Grace, who had wrapped herself into a curled up kitten.

"Did you go to bed so early?"

Grace ignored her. There were still many things to settle today!

Grace owed herself an apology, and a lot of explaining to do, but she didn't reveal a word to herself.

Forget it, let’s go to bed first.

Avro shook his head, intending to throw someone's figure out of his mind like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

You have to be energetic enough to attend the court hearing at dusk tomorrow.

In the Church of Light, it is believed that dusk is the end of the wicked, and when the sun sets, all sins will be liquidated.

The culture of the Rhine Empire was immersed in religious beliefs, and it adhered to the principle of opening court hearings at dusk.

At this point, Avro stood up and put the popular novel in his hand back on the bookshelf, blew out the kerosene lamp, and then turned off the shining magic lamp.

Night comes the moment the lights go out, and silence and darkness invade the bedroom.

There are no cicadas on winter nights, so even the slightest sound of breathing can break the tranquility of the night.

Avro was lying quietly in the quilt, the warm and comfortable princess bed, and the warmth of being wrapped, all of which made people feel a little incredible.

Do you still think that Her Royal Highness will do something excessive to herself at night?

Especially when you invite yourself to join in the bath.

She took out the expensive and exquisite green gemstone earrings from her pocket.

Such a warm color and a temperature that is warmed by body temperature.

With the dim light of the stars and moon entering the window, she carefully observed the luster of this gemstone earring.

Avro's pupils were dilated, and she couldn't sleep and fell into deep thinking.

What a beautiful color...does it look like my own eyes?

No. Is now the time to think about this?

And what will be the future of my brother?Did his father outside the palace receive his letter?

"Aha……"

Suddenly, an unbearable gasp came from the darkness.

Avro was keenly aware of something and sat up from the soft princess bed alertly.

She could clearly determine that the sound was not an ambiguous breath, but a groan mixed with pain and endurance.

Either myself or Grace.

Or is it what Grace said... an assassin?

But there is no need to rush now. The first step is to confirm the condition of Her Royal Highness.

She was calm and quick with her hands and feet. She jumped out of the bed like lightning and walked towards Grace with light steps.

In the silent night, the only source of light that can be relied on is the twinkling stars on the snowy night.

Grace huddled up in a ball on the floor. Even in the dim light, you could see the ball wrapped around the girl's body, shivering.

"Hahaha……"

The closer you get, the heavier you can hear the heavy breathing.

It seemed like something was choking the girl's throat, causing Grace to be unable to breathe.

Avro's pupils shrank, and she quickly turned on the light.

With a snap, all the darkness was dispelled. Avro leaned beside Grace in a half-kneeling posture. She frowned, patted the balled up quilt, and asked anxiously:

"Grace! Are you okay?"

Her Royal Highness responded with a weak and painful breath, "Ha...ha..."

Avro quickly turned Grace's body around.

Avro was stunned.

The originally snow-like face was slightly red, the eyes were closed tightly, the cheeks were protruding, and the facial features were knit together in pain, as if he was undergoing torture from hell at this moment.

The girl's brows were furrowed, cold sweat was constantly breaking out on her forehead, a few strands of soaked hair stuck to the sides of her cheeks, her bloodless lips were half-opened, and she let out a heavy gasp.

broken!Is it Grace's disease?

"Grace, are you sick? Do you have any medicine?"

Thinking of the words of the imperial doctor before, Avro didn't have time to think too much. He anxiously spread his palms and used magic power to test the girl's vitality.

The vitality is slowly passing away, and everything is not optimistic.

But the weak girl was not enough to respond to herself.

Avro understood that his healing method was too weak, and the safest way now was to call someone.

"Don't worry, I'll ask the maid to call the doctor."

She patted the girl's quilt and calmly prepared to stand up and pull the small drawstring beside the bed.

However - all these actions were blocked by a helpless hand.

The cold voice lost its original arrogance and conceit, and said tremblingly:

"No... no, you help me to the bed first."

40. Come on, come to the bed