Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

It was necessary to draw a clear line and not let Grace mistakenly think that he had any strange ideas about her.

Grace spoke the same false words coldly.

"I do not know either."

The slender hands stretched out slowly. Grace's hands could dexterously swing the knife in the air, making a fierce sound in the air, but she seemed so hesitant at this moment.

It's like being in a life-and-death struggle with the beast within.

Avro couldn't help but asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

She was more reserved and cautious than usual, like an alert rabbit in the jungle, as if any disturbance would scare her away.

Finally, the cold hand was completely wrapped around his arm.

Because of the silk pajamas material, it felt like there was no direct contact, and the contact with Avro was not that annoying.

At this point, Grace breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This should be enough. Go to sleep."

"Is this really okay?" - Is this what is called a bed warmer?

"Yes……"

Grace closed her eyes and heard a helpless response.

It was as if just now she had made an earth-shattering compromise with herself.

To be honest, spending the night with my best friend who is also the eldest lady is more intimate than this.

Avro lowered her eyebrows slightly, a little disbelieving, but she still followed Grace's request and lay down.

Because Afro had her arms wrapped around her, she had to look at Grace.

Those beautiful red eyes were full of reluctance, as if he had mistakenly entered Grace's restricted area, which was why she was so panicked.

She didn't escape, she just looked at herself with some tangle and reluctance.

Avro was not used to looking at each other, so he subconsciously used his eyes to escape.

Boom, boom, boom, in the silence of the night, Avro heard the sound of his own strong heartbeat.

I feel so strange, as if I'm filled up and expecting something.

She had never experienced such feelings.

Speaking of which, Her Royal Highness is quite a beautiful girl...

When a person is in a dark field of vision, the other four senses are often more acute than at other times.

Rustling, Grace's left hand began to move slowly under the quilt.

She didn't mean to, but it seemed like she was doing it on purpose!I want to hug myself! !

Avro's heart was about to beat out. She held her breath and concentrated, and all the muscles in her body were tense like a fully stretched bowstring.

……

However, Grace's hand finally stopped five centimeters away from Avro.

As long as he moves forward, he can feel the burning body temperature of the human body.

The system's requirement was to sleep with Avro in his arms, but he couldn't do it at all.

She was unable to overcome her inner obstacles and embrace others like a normal person.

I have never been able to have such close contact with others.

Her throat moved slightly, and Grace hesitated. She saw Avro's eyelashes trembling slightly, and the snow-white moonlight just scattered on her holy face.

It looks beautiful and peaceful.

Maybe... we can change the angle.

If you can't do it yourself, you can give such rights to Avro.

In this case, it can be regarded as respecting Avro's opinion, and she even seems to enjoy it.

"Afro..."

Grace finally couldn't help calling the girl's name softly.

"Ok?"

Avro opened his eyes and responded with a lazy voice, which seemed particularly ambiguous in this snowy night.

Grace gritted her teeth and tightened the expression on her face. Although her face was cold, her cheeks were faintly stained with cherry-colored crimson due to the rising blood.

"Aphro, warm the master's bed...I need you to hold me."

The cold voice was small and cold, and it seemed like a weird coquettishness under the atmosphere.

This feeling is so weird I have never experienced it before.

Her green eyes blinked a few times in confusion, and Avro stared at Grace's face in disbelief.

Avro felt like there was something hidden in his chest, and it was beating wildly because of these words.

Grace probably hates physical contact... but she doesn't dislike it.

Something should be said to ease the awkwardness.

"If she was afraid of the cold, my maid Merlin would have hugged me like this before."

Avro spoke calmly in the tone of someone who had experienced it.

Grace closed her eyes, but Avro tasted an inexplicable sense of tragedy from her body.

"Well... you just have to fulfill your duties."

Why are you so nervous?

But in fact, Avro's actions were not as smooth as imagined.

The movements of his arms were so stiff that Afro even felt like a puppet.

It's obviously just a hug, but it makes people so nervous.

Finally, her arms were close to a cold being. Grace's body was lower than a normal person, so she really needed a bed warmer.

Is it because of illness?

Avro hugged her soft body, and almost the moment they made contact, she noticed that Grace's body kept shrinking back.

The forehead was wrinkled into a ball of paper that was crumpled and then unfolded.

Is it so annoying?

"Or forget it?"

Avro asked with concern.

"what……"

Grace let out a sigh, her eyes were closed tightly and her eyelashes were trembling, but her voice still maintained the arrogance of her identity.

"No need to let go without my order..."

It's okay, we just cuddle together and sleep.

Just simply caring for patients.

Besides, Grace smells good and the quilt is warm, so it doesn't matter.

Avro thought like this, and gradually accepted the fact that he would sleep with someone he hated.

Brother will definitely be released tomorrow, right?

Good night, goddess.

Avro closed his eyes and said good night to the world in his heart.

By the way - good night, my strange princess.

Before she fell asleep, she suddenly remembered something - she had been following Grace's rhythm and completely forgot about the excessive things she had done to herself!

Since she is afraid of physical contact, can she take this as revenge?

Avro's clever little mind is enlightened!

44.Dirty Father and Son

On a snowy night, the sound of a bell came from afar.

The banquet to receive Ambassador Cardin finally came to an end, and the royal banquet hall where people were drinking and drinking was now deserted.

Only the empty wine glasses and the remains of food were left on the gorgeous dining table about ten meters long.

The immortal emperor of the Rhine Empire, Kevin Oriel Lane, sat on the king's throne, his eyes following the glazed candlelight shaking on the table.

What you see is full of luxury followed by corruption.

He likes to disperse all the servants and appreciate the decay after prosperity alone.

Because it always reminds people of the corpses strewn on the battlefield.

As the emperor of the Lion Empire, he was born to kill everyone on the battlefield!

It's just that... my body can no longer fight on the battlefield.

The twilight emperor raised the goblet in his hand and saw through the clear white liquid that the wrinkles on his face were sunken like stiff lava, and the curly blond hair of the crown on his head had begun to turn slightly white.

Today, Cardin Ambassador Richard actually sent a magic potion for longevity and health care.

He said, "This is the most famous potion master, Master Valentine, who spent three months refining it. It has the effect of prolonging life."

Is it really not worth the time?

Kevin's eyebrows suddenly dropped, and his eyes burst out with a majestic will like a lion.

He stood up, drew a sharp sword from his waist, and cut through the air with a fierce sound. At the same time, he shouted loudly into the empty palace:

"I-I'm not old yet!"

"Father, of course you are not old yet!"

A young man's voice began to echo in the huge palace.

"Father, you will always lead the Lion Empire like a lion."

From outside the gate, a tall and heroic young man walked out.

He held his head high, his short golden hair was clean and neat, and his bright yellow Royal Army uniform made him tall and handsome.

And of course the iconic feature - the one-eyed eyepatch.

It is the second son Karta.

Kevin's eyes were sharp and gloomy. He did not speak, but slowly walked to the center of the hall.

From behind the solid gold statue modeled after himself, he pulled out a long sword and threw it to Karta.

"Then, Karta, fight me."

"Yes, Father."

Karta took the blade with quick hands and eyes, held his breath and concentrated, holding the sword upright against his chest, ready for a duel.

"Please begin."

Ding, with the collision of sword tips as a signal, a gladiatorial battle between father and son officially begins.

As a male member of the royal family, every man was required to learn sword and sorcery.

Even though Kevin was late, the sharp blade braved the cold wind and came straight to his chest.

Swift and fierce, this is the aura contained in Kevin's moves.

So fast!

Karta's red eyes widened, and he turned his wrist, intending to use his sword to block it.

But Karta's speed couldn't keep up at all, and the sharp blade flashing with cold light stabbed into the chest mercilessly.

The aura of death enveloped Kalta in an instant, and he even felt the cold touch of the tip of the knife close to his skin.