Lying on her back in bed, Miss Margaret felt like she was having the worst nightmare of her life!

The source of this nightmare came from her own brother, a frog in his hand.

As the daughter of the Duke's family, Miss Margaret has enjoyed the best life and the best education since she was born.

The Supreme Lord endowed her with outstanding beauty and extraordinary intelligence, and even made her awaken her mind early, making her stand out from her peers, and was regarded as an idol or an object of envy by almost all the noble daughters in the Eastern Regions.

It's just that, perhaps because her life was so "successful" that even the Supreme Lord couldn't see it, He flicked his fingers and put an indelible stain on her perfect life - her own brother Carlyle Bavaria.

Unlike her, the daughter of a near-perfect nobleman, Mr. Carlyle, the eldest son of the Grand Duke of France, can be called a disgrace to the nobility. He was born with a curiosity far beyond ordinary people, as the most typical bear child, the eldest son of the Grand Duke has made countless troubles and jokes since he was a child, and he has never known how to wipe his ass, let alone how to pronounce the word "repentance".

Of course, if it was just curiosity, then perhaps the duke's son would not be so unbearable in his sister's heart. In fact, however, it was her unparalleled stupidity that really made Miss Margaret despair.

Miss Margaret had seen her brother deceived by the untouchables more than once into buying a bunch of strange and useless things, and what was even more terrifying was that he liked to show off it as a rare treasure, which aroused the amazement of countless noble children.

Like this one.

He didn't know who bought a frog from a lot of money, and insisted that the frog was actually a cursed prince, and that he had gone through a battle of wits with an evil witch to save His Royal Highness!

Of course, even if everyone knows that there is only one empire in this world, and there is only one prince in the empire, this "feat" still won the "touting" of countless noble children......

Having lived to the age when he should have been an adult, but still believing in the plot of the fairy tale, the depressed girl almost wanted to point to her brother's nose and tell him that the group of young nobles who had been coaxing him all the year round were not watching some rare treasure, but a rare fool!

She sincerely believed that if it weren't for the fact that her brother still wore a coat of the son of the Grand Duke, I am afraid that the fog of the Holy White City would have been unable to hide the ridicule against him.

Now, the fool is trying to break the witch's curse and restore the "Frog Prince" to human form, and the only way he can think of is from a fairy tale he saw as a child.

Margaret vaguely remembered that the fairy tale said that a princess's kiss could break the witch's curse......

Let's ask, looking at the entire Eastern Regions, is there even a girl who is more qualified to be called a princess than her, the daughter of a duke?

No!

Without!

And so, a great calamity befell her. In just two days, in order to allow himself to kiss the ugly frog, the unreasonable and stupid brother showed unexpected "wisdom", and created countless coincidences with endless means, and even on several occasions he was only a little close to making himself "murdered"!

To this day, Miss Margaret shuddered at the thought of that frog.

"Oh, please, Claire. I'm past the age of reading fairy tales, so let this frog prince of your mine stay away from me, okay?"

The duke's daughter, who had not been able to close her eyes all night, muttered a word of grief, grabbed the pillow suddenly, and rarely abandoned the elegance of being a lady, and buried her depressed face deep in.

She didn't want to get up, even though she knew that it was past the time for the lady to get up, but she didn't want to get up at all!

For she knew that as soon as she got up, she would have to have breakfast with her brother, and she would have to see the ugly frog that she hated again!

However, it is a pity that what is destined to happen will not change in the slightest because of her reluctance, and with the knock on the door, she knows that her rare bed has finally attracted the attention of the elders in the family, and the head maid Karen, who is already standing outside the door, urging her to get up and freshen up.

The good upbringing she had cultivated over the years did not allow the girl to disobey the will of her elders, and she replied, as if reflexively, beckoning the maids to come in, and then got out of bed like a ghost, and let the maids who pushed the door in to dress her.

"Is Claire in the restaurant?"

Although it is unlikely that there will be another answer, the girl still asks the question with a one-ten-thousandth luck.

The head maid, Karen, knew why she was asking, because all the ridiculous things that had happened in the Prince's Mansion in the past two days had been obvious to all of them.

Almost all of the women expressed deep sympathy for Miss Margaret's plight.

"Master Claire and...... That friend of his had been waiting in the restaurant for a long time. ”

While combing the girl's long burgundy hair, she couldn't help but suggest, "Miss Margaret, perhaps you should consult with the Duke." ”

"I've already complained to my father. The girl shook her head in despair, and said with a sense of melancholy, "But my father has no intention of intervening at all, and he likes Claire more than me." ”

It's something she's never figured out.

Compared with his own excellent and intelligent daughter, that fool-like gentleman is actually more favored by his father!

It's unbelievable to think about it.

Is it because the Grand Duke was also a prodigal who liked to surprise and mess around when he was young, so he had a special preference for this son who was almost carved out of the same mold as when he was young?

Is there or is it just because Claire is a man and she's just a woman?

Thinking like this, the girl's heart was filled with a deep unwillingness.

"Miss Margaret, don't overthink it. As if sensing the thoughts of the girl in front of him, the slightly older maid hurriedly comforted: "The Grand Duke also loves you, if Young Master Claire does too much, the Grand Duke will definitely stop him." ”

Excessively?

Isn't it too much now?

Margaret retorted inwardly that her upbringing would not allow her to pour out such a complaint on a maid.

"Let's go, let's go to the restaurant. ”

She took a deep breath and straightened up, taking her steps as stiffly as a soldier on the battlefield.

Deep in my heart, the horn of war has sounded!

Anyway, I'm never going to kiss that damn frog anyway!