The sacred right side of a certain comic

Anastasia gently held the coffee cup with both hands. Light ice crystals formed, making the steaming coffee quickly cool down. She remembered that Roy liked to drink iced coffee rather than hot coffee. Yes, even in the cold winter, he likes cool things.

Seeing that Her Royal Highness could remember such small details that he liked, Roy's eyes flashed with warmth. He picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. Under the expectant gaze of Her Royal Highness, he nodded and said:"……Yes, the taste is very suitable to my taste."

Receiving Roy's praise, Her Royal Highness's smile became even brighter. In order to make the coffee that Roy likes to drink, she has been working hard to learn and innovate, choosing between different temperatures and types of coffee beans. The coffee is enough to satisfy even a picky person like Roy.

‘Maybe I can open a cafe in the future... No, let's open a ramen shop. Anastasia was thinking wildly. Although her parents were no longer around and her sisters had gone to

North America, sometimes she would selfishly think that the life she had now was the life she had been longing for since she was eight years old. , following the godfather every day, there is no need to think about unnecessary things. The godfather is always able to tolerate his little willfulness. Such a simple and one-on-one life is actually the day that the Romanov princess longs for most.

‘I hope that such days can last forever without anyone else disturbing me. '

She secretly prayed to the Lord

"Italians like espresso coffee, and to be honest even I am not sensitive to that taste."

Roy was dealing with the documents on the table and the church's official affairs. Anastasia pulled up a chair, hugged 'Wei' and sat quietly next to Roy. Her delicate and graceful chin rested on the table. Along the way, look at Roy, and then at the document he is approving.

Roy doesn't like to add too much sugar and milk to coffee, that is, he doesn't like to drink coffee types like cappuccino and mocha. , and the pure espresso coffee that Italians like is too bitter, and Roy doesn't like it. He prefers Americano coffee, which is between the two, but Americano coffee has not yet appeared at this time, but Her Royal Highness the Princess But it has a more suitable taste. Maybe it should be renamed Russian style?

"The godfather has to do so much work every day."

Anastasia looked at the pile of documents on the table and sighed.

"In addition to the internal work of the Orthodox Church, the most important thing is the various approvals of the Holy Church. There are too many departments involved in the Holy Church, and they will eventually be consolidated to me. To be honest, I have begun to regret integrating the Holy Church."

Roy threw the pen in his hand on the table. He leaned against the back of the chair and stretched out."……Now no one can help me share the work, and I don’t know when I can find a few overtime tool workers to help me. How about Anna, can you help me?"

"Never!"

Her Royal Highness had a headache looking at so many documents. She shook her head repeatedly and said:"……I won't do this kind of thing, let's leave it to the godfather"

"If you can't help me share the work pressure, what use are you, my little goblin?~~"

Roy laughed at Her Royal Highness.

Anastasia puffed up her cheeks angrily, stretched out five slender fingers, and replied solemnly:"……I pour coffee and cut fruit for Godfather every day. I have always washed your clothes myself and have not given them to other priests. How can you say that I am useless."

Her Royal Highness, who was sent to Siberia and Yekaterinburg, learned many household chores that ordinary girls can do during that miserable year and a half. Although the life of that year and a half was very tiring, it also washed away Anastasia's Ya's flashy temperament in the past has now learned how to work hard and bear hardships.

"It’s useless if you can’t share the work for me. You should have gone to Siberia to dig potatoes or mine in the first place."

"The Godfather is so badass."

Anastasia raised her little hand and gently hammered Roy's arm. She gave a sweet squeak, but the corners of her crooked eyes were full of smiles.

The days when she was so willful and bickering with her godfather were the days when Her Royal Highness was most grateful. The daily life given by the Lord.

Roy slapped away the little hand of the Princess. He pressed his forehead and frowned slightly. The sequelae of the"Human Rishu Formal" used two days ago were still there, although it did not affect his health. I have shown my strength, but I haven’t had this headache for a long time.

"Godfather, are you okay?"

Her Royal Highness asked with concern.

"It's nothing. It'll be fine in a day or two. Don't worry."

"Then I... help the godfather relax?"

Roy thought that Her Royal Highness wanted to give him a head massage. Although it was of no use. His headache was mental rather than physical. But when Roy saw Her Royal Highness being so serious, it was hard to brush her off. He nodded and said:"……That's up to you."

Roy closed his eyes and waited for Her Royal Highness to serve. Apart from Roy, only her parents could do such a thing for Romanov's Royal Highness.

Anastasia Standing up, she looked at Roy who had closed his eyes. Hesitation and hesitation flashed in his blue eyes. She felt that her lips were dry. Being able to control the ice and snow, she found that her body was sweating nervously and felt hot. , the beating speed of his heart seemed to be about to jump out of his mouth at any time, but in the end this nervous emotion became firm under the stimulation of a certain drink.

Roy, who was closing his eyes, felt his hand being lifted, and then he felt a burst of Soft, he opened his eyes and saw Her Royal Highness standing in front of him with her head lowered. She put 'Wei' on the table beside her, held his own with both hands and pressed it on her heart.

The girl was well developed and could be controlled.

Roy did not feel any embarrassment or shame. He just stared at Anastasia and said in a gentle voice without any harsh scolding:"……What are you doing, Anna?"

Her Royal Highness's body trembled. She endured the discomfort and said without flinching:"……Am I not as good-looking as my sisters and mother?"

This question is what she has always wanted to ask.

Roy was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and said sincerely:"……Of course not. Although I am sorry for the passing of Her Majesty Queen Alexandra, and for your sisters who have set off for North America, Anna, you are the most beautiful and special one. I swear to the Lord. Anastasia raised her throat, and her heart, which was almost nervous to collapse, calmed down a lot. She suddenly exhaled and gritted her teeth and said:"……Then why, godfather, do you do... things like that to your mother and sisters... but are indifferent to me?"

"You know it, Anna……"

Although Roy didn't hide anything from Her Royal Highness, he didn't expect her to know such details.

Anastasia turned her head and looked at a box in the office. She said unhappily:"……The things in that box must be personal belongings of many noble ladies and ladies."

Seeing her slightly jealous and entangled look, Roy smiled and said:"……Not happy?"

He thought it was really fun to tease this little girl. Roy was not slow, how could he not feel the vague feelings she had for him?

"Well, I'm a little unhappy……"

Her Royal Highness tensed her embroidered eyebrows to admit her true feelings, but soon she relaxed her eyebrows and said:"……But now I'm a little happy again, because the godfather only belongs to me!"

Her Royal Highness, who was originally as timid as a squirrel, suddenly gained courage. Her petite body was filled with the unique bravery and fearlessness of women from fighting nations, and her voice became louder in vain as she asked:"……Godfather, do you like me?"

As she said this, she unbuttoned her thin clothes one by one, and Roy's eyes were dazzled by the white snow, like a beautiful fairy standing in the ice and snow, capable of sucking away people's souls.

But Roy didn't look at the beautiful scenery at this time. He said in hindsight:"……you've been drinking?"

The alcoholic smell of vodka permeated the room, and the fighting power that the fighting people who drank vodka could break through the limits of human beings. Anastasia's body is obviously so thin, but the weapons in her hands She was as strong as a female bear. Before Roy could react, she pressed her directly onto the chair and couldn't move.

Roy struggled a little and found that he really couldn't break free without hurting her. By this time, Her Royal Highness was fearless. She pressed Roy on the chair, her eyes filled with passion and fearlessness, and she declared loudly:"……You are mine, Godfather!"

No matter how timid and shy we are usually, as long as we drink vodka, there is nothing that our fighting nation cannot do!"