The sacred right side of a certain comic

"Hurry up, Mira, you're putting on makeup too slowly. It's not good to keep the godfather waiting outside!"

In the bedroom of the summer palace, Her Royal Highness the Russian Grand Duchess Anastasia urged her professional make-up maid Mira. She was sitting on a chair covered with deep red soft cushions. She was very dishonest and would use it from time to time. Those big eyes, as bright as sapphire, looked out the door anxiously, as if they were afraid that the people outside the door would come in and urge them if they couldn't wait any longer.

"Your Highness Anna, please don't move. Makeup is a technical job that requires careful attention. You don't want to go out with Your Majesty with an imperfect make-up. Not only is it against the etiquette of the royal family, but it will also Bring shame to your Majesty"

"……You have to know that there are not many opportunities for such a date."

The maid Mira snickered. She obviously knew the temperament of Her Royal Highness very well. She spoke calmly and calmly. Every sentence she said was in the heart of the princess. Even if Anastasia was anxious in her heart, she would forcefully suppress it at this time. , sitting there obediently and not daring to move.

"Please wait a moment, I will try to speed up the process"

"Ah, don’t be in a hurry, Mira! Rather than speed, I need to give my godfather respect. This is the etiquette of the Russian royal family. Even my father here will agree with me."

Anastasia, who was so anxious before, has now become the one who is not in a hurry. She knows her accent well, her expression is elegant, and her tone is unique to the royal family. No matter how you look at it, she is a respectable person. The royal princess.

Mira pursed her lips and almost laughed out loud. She felt that such a well-behaved Royal Highness was really cute. She obviously behaved like a little devil at home and in front of acquaintances. These maids suffered a lot, but As long as she has something to do with His Majesty the Patriarch, Her Royal Highness will immediately turn into a well-behaved princess, like a quail hiding her head. No matter how you look at it, she shows the ignorant emotions of a girl.

‘It's just that that's your godfather. Mira murmured in her heart, but her hand movements were not slow, and she dexterously applied light makeup on Her Royal Highness.

Not long after, Mira stood up and stepped aside, bowed and said:"……You are so naturally beautiful. Just put on some makeup and now you look like...well, as beautiful as a princess. Mira wanted to praise the princess a few words, but after holding it in for a long time, she used a nondescript description.

"I am a princess, Mira!"

Anastasia stood up and said proudly. She took two steps back and came to the floor-length mirror, where she spun around like a little fairy, with her raised skirt like a blooming flower. All she could see was the head of Her Royal Highness. Her silver hair spreads down like the Milky Way seen at night. The hair curtain at her right eye is slightly longer, covering one of her beautiful blue eyes, crescent-shaped eyebrows, and a small and delicate nose, like cherry blossom petals. Beautiful red lips, a raised chin, and a slender jade neck like a swan.

Light makeup adorns these beautiful features, making Anastasia look like she fell from the sky The goddess is noble yet has the youthful innocence of a girl.

She wears a gorgeous crescent-white long dress. Because Russia is located in the north, the temperature is relatively low all year round. The dress is filled with expensive velvet, which looks like a thin dress. The skirt is very warm, and the gorgeous clothes highlight her slender waist as thin as a willow branch.

Several precious ornaments hang on her waist, and she wears a clover-like headdress woven with silver threads. , it is said that this craft came from the royal family of an ancient Eastern country. It is a secret belonging to the royal family of that ancient country. It is almost lost now.

Except for extremely narcissistic people, most people will be dissatisfied with their appearance. That is because they have been wearing it for a long time. The habit caused by seeing, especially many girls who are obviously good-looking, always say that they are ugly, which makes people jealous.

The same is true for Anastasia. She does not think that she is so good-looking, but often She was worried that her unattractiveness would make her godfather not want to look at her, but this time when she saw Mira’s carefully prepared makeup, even Her Royal Highness fell in love with herself in the mirror.

"Well done, Mira! I think I should learn makeup techniques from you in my free time."

The noble princess praised her maid.

"It's my honor to get your compliment. It's a bit cold outside, so please wear this shawl."

Mila said respectfully, and then picked up the waistcoat hanging on the side and draped it on Her Royal Highness's shoulders, adding a touch of grace to the innocent girl.

"I look a bit like my mother this way."

Anastasia touched the waistcoat on her shoulder made of extremely precious fur. The pale white waistcoat was embroidered with many beautiful little stars, which was gorgeous and elegant.

"Now is not the time for you to enjoy yourself, Your Highness! Your beauty should be appreciated by the right person. Your Majesty is still waiting for you outside."

Mira urged Her Royal Highness without leaving a trace.

"Yeah~~ I almost forgot, but luckily Mira, you reminded me!"

Anastasia covered her mouth and breathed softly. She quickly held up the hem of her skirt and ran towards the door of the dormitory like a lively little animal. When she ran to the door, she slowed down her steps again, her silver-white Stepping on the velvet carpet with high heels, he took a deep breath and then gently opened the door's armrest.

Pushing the door open and entering the palace corridor outside the bedroom, he saw his godfather standing with his hands behind his back, looking like a Virgin. While admiring Maria's drawings, Anastasia tiptoed over. Just when she wanted to scare her godfather, she didn't expect that the godfather in front of her suddenly turned around. The too-fast speed actually frightened Her Royal Highness. Jumped.

Roy looked at Her Royal Highness up and down. After seeing the beautiful and elegant Grand Duchess dressed like a little fairy, his eyes lit up. Especially when he saw the slight bulge under her clothes, he sighed at the girl. grown up

"It's so beautiful, my cute little elf, it's like the Lord sent His angel to me."

Roy's face that made it difficult to tell the gender, which could be described as both beautiful and beautiful, had a smile that could make countless girls' hearts beat, and he said politely.

Anastasia looked around carefully, looking at the corridor. There was no one nearby. Seeing the light in Roy's eyes looking at her, she felt proud and happy. She raised a smile, which was very sweet, like a blooming white lotus. Although she was shy in her heart, But he pretended to be reserved:"……Your praise really makes me happy, but you are the angel of the Lord. It was the Lord who brought you to me, to my parents, sisters and brothers. Russia is grateful to have such a great spiritual leader like you."

Roy smiled as he listened to Her Royal Highness's little adult words. She is indeed a princess from the royal family.

"Although it is common sense for a gentleman to wait for a lady, your speed is too slow."

Roy joked

"That’s because Mira’s makeup speed is too slow."

Her Royal Highness lied, not talking about her troubles at all, but blaming everything on her maid.

"It's because you have too many things to do and it brings trouble to other people's work. Roy said funny, directly breaking the lie that Anna was Tasia, and stretched out a finger to flick her forehead.

"Oh, it hurts, Godfather!"

Her Royal Highness covered her forehead and complained, her true colors immediately revealed.

"Let’s see if you tell lies next time. It has wasted too much time. Let’s go to St. Petersburg now, my little goblin."

Roy stretched out his hand to Her Royal Highness, making the gesture of a man inviting a lady to dance with her in a palace ball.

"I won't lie next time."

Her Royal Highness stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, and then with a blushing face, she gently placed her jade hand wearing a white silk glove into Roy's big hand.