Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Planning to make someone fall in love with you seems easy, but the actual moment of doing it is awkward.

Why?What is she planning?Did you really fall in love with yourself at first sight?

Grace couldn't figure it out, so she opened the cork on the bottle and drank it in one go.

The original idea of ​​extorting money from Avro was all dissipated as the liquid entered his stomach.

The color does not change from beginning to end.

This was obviously different from what Avro had imagined. She blinked in surprise, pointed at Grace and said in disbelief,

"You...you just drank it?"

The taste is a bit weird, but acceptable.

Grace nodded calmly, "Yes."

Avro waved his hand in front of Grace in shock, "Isn't it bitter?"

"Bitter." - But nothing could be seen from Grace's expression.

Avro took a breath, took two steps back, hid the candy in her pocket, and then picked up the carefully packaged book.

"One last thing, read this passage."

Grace didn't even have to think-"It's "History of the Goddess" again, right?"

Avro nodded heavily as a matter of course,

"certainly……"

But before she could finish speaking, Grace had already snatched "History of the Goddess" away.

Therefore, Afro's originally powerful pronouncement became stilted, "You...must atone for your actions."

Grace sat on the bench, spread the books on her lap, looked up at the girl and asked:

"Aphro, have you ever thought...that there are many people in this world who are not religious."

"And I lied in court. Your goddess didn't punish me. I offended her like this. As your god, why do you still ignore me?"

Grace smiled softly, her eyes were cold and slightly sarcastic.

Her Royal Highness suddenly changed again, and Avro was used to it.

Now it's just a matter of getting into Grace's rhythm.

Grace is not like ordinary girls. She seems to prefer things and people that are beyond her control - this is something Avro is vaguely aware of.

"Of course I know, that's because I'm here and I will stand up for the goddess."

So, she lowered her body and whispered in Grace's ear. At the same time, her eyes moved on the girl's thin white neck as a silent threat and challenge.

"And Your Highness Grace, what is that thing around your neck?"

It was the collar that Black and Red once bound themselves, and now they attached it to Her Royal Highness in the same way.

Although I won't use it easily, it is still suitable as a decoration.

But what I didn't expect was that Grace changed her rhythm again.

"Don't bother me. In fact, I will agree to your request most of the time, just like yesterday. Even if you don't say it, I will hear the voice in your heart."

Grace took the initiative to unfold "History of the Goddess", her burning eyes looked at her warmly, her voice was gentle after the ice and snow melted, she said:

"So, you cannot believe in other gods. Please only remember me, Afro."

You're talking weird things again!

Avro shrank back, she frowned, tried to droop the corners of her mouth, stretched out her palms, and refuted with a decisive look.

"Your Highness Grace, that is impossible."

Grace said nothing more, but shook her head with a meaningful smile and read "History of the Goddess".

"The goddess met a wealthy believer. The believer asked the goddess why he couldn't get love. The goddess said, because you have never given your sincerity to others. Only by exchanging your sincerity for the sincerity can you get the love from others..."

The girl's cold and crisp voice read the book.

In the withered garden where the ice and snow melted, Aphro rested her chin on the back of the bench.

Those emerald-like eyes were full of sparkling light, focused on the clean and delicate profile, and he couldn't help but secretly raise the corners of his lips.

She is in a good mood now.

……

There is a time to be happy.

After reading for less than 10 minutes, news in the palace was transmitted very quickly. Father Ke Ang and brother Nurki arrived at the palace of Her Royal Highness almost immediately.

Grace stopped reading softly. She recognized Argerich's carriage by the family flag waving in the wind.

Then she poked Avro's arm with her elbow and reminded him.

"The Argerichs are coming."

"I know that my father and brother should also come to you to thank you."

Avro stood up and looked at the approaching carriage in the distance in the afterglow of the setting sun, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

It always felt like time came quickly. I don’t know why Avro had such an idea.

"Your brother was so seriously injured yesterday, are you still here today?"

"His Majesty Kevin summoned me, so I was able to enter the palace."

Seeing his brother and father jump off the carriage neatly, Avro stretched out his hand to Grace on the bench.

"Come on, come with me to meet them. Don't refuse. They will be very sad."

Grace glanced at it, and out of the habit of not having contact with others, she did not take Avro's hand.

Instead, he stood up on his own, and then an eager business smile appeared on his originally cold face.

Grace raised her voice and said hello,

"Good afternoon, Mr. Nurki Argerich, and Mr. Keon Argerich..."

If Nurki can refine the magic potion, it will be a good treasury - this is what Grace wanted to understand when reading "History of the Goddess".

The people of Ellain are crazy about magic. Isn’t it easy to harvest the wool?

For business partners, you can't put on a rigid zombie face, as that will hurt your harmony.

Harmony brings wealth. As Nurki's savior and fiancée, it's not too much to kill him severely, right?

Grace was in a good mood and her smile was sincere, as if the glittering mountain of gold coins was waving to her.

"Good afternoon, Your Highness Grace."

"Good afternoon, Your Highness Grace."

The father and son, dressed in formal palace attire, put their hands on their chests and gave Grace a noble salute.

Ke Ang bowed to Grace seriously,

"Your Highness, I really appreciate you for what happened yesterday. In return, the Argerich family will always be loyal to you."

"It doesn't matter, Argerich and I are one and the same. I just did what I should do."

Grace was dripping wet, her eyes roaming back and forth on Nurki.

The Nurki in front of her is a shining gold mine, and as a capitalist, Grace can't wait to squeeze all his surplus value!

"However, I have something I want to talk to Mr. Nurki alone. I wonder if Mr. Nurki is willing? Of course the location is just under the pavilion in the palace garden."

The shy Nurki was a little embarrassed by such a scorching look, so he cleared his throat and agreed in a very gentlemanly manner.

"Your Highness Grace... of course."

……

Of course, such a passionate conversation obviously ignored the feelings of the other two.

Avro watched the two of them slowly walking to the center of the palace garden, and his mood suddenly became a little weird.

It's weird, just uncomfortable.

She bit her lip, lowered her eyebrows, and stared blankly at the two people sitting opposite each other under the pavilion for no reason.

As an old father, Ke Ang immediately noticed something strange about his daughter. He slowly came over and asked with concern.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing."

Avro said perfunctorily, tugged at the thread at his sleeves irritably, and lowered his head in a depressed manner.

Keon put his hand on Avro's shoulder and patted her gently in an attempt to comfort his daughter.

"Aren't Nurki and Her Highness Grace a good match? Or do you not like Grace? Didn't you spend the night with her in the palace? Logically speaking, they should be very good friends."

"..."

Avro pursed his lips and exhaled a breath of dissatisfaction from his nose.

Ke Ang tried to persuade again, "I think Her Highness Grace is very good. If she marries into the Argerich family, she might be able to make the Nord lineage prosperous."

"..."

The thread was almost torn off by Avro, but in the face of his father's words, Avro remained silent.

This is a sign of a bad mood.

The father, who was familiar with his daughter's habits, thought it was Afro's sense of loss when he saw that his beloved brother was going to marry a strange woman.

Ke Ang sighed and said hesitantly in a steady voice,

"There is nothing he can do if he is not satisfied. Nurki will marry a wife and have children one day. A royal daughter is already the greatest wealth he can touch."

"Furthermore... His Majesty summoned me to discuss the wedding date. This... is something that cannot be repented of."

"The wedding date is in September next year."

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62. Show me in a maid outfit!

In the garden in front of Grace's palace, even in winter, the low shrubs were neatly trimmed by servants, and each one reached an astonishing height, conforming to extremely aesthetic symmetry.

The cobblestone paths on both sides extended inward, passing the frosted circular fountain, and Grace finally stopped at the birdcage-like marble dome pavilion.

The high heels stepped on the gray marble tiles, bang, Grace turned around, keeping about one meter away from the handsome young man,

"Let's talk here, Mr. Nurki."

The setting sun lengthened the shadow of the pavilion, and two opposite figures, one tall and one short, fell on the path.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Nurki nodded, looking a little nervous for some reason.

He is obviously a tall, broad-shouldered, and unyielding adult, but I always feel like he is hiding something coyly.

"Do you know why I called you here?"

"Your Highness Grace, I don't know."

The young man's pale face still looked a little weak, but it was much better than yesterday's tragic and almost collapse scene.

"But I want to tell you something first."

Grace leaned her body lazily against the marble, "Well...then you go ahead."

Nurki's chest rose and fell. He took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of determination, and said:

"Your Majesty Grace, Your Majesty Kevin has chosen a wedding date today..."

Grace couldn't help but frown, "Wedding date...?"

Is this happening?Old man Kevin didn't even inform me of the engagement date?

Or are you so eager to drive yourself out?