The sacred right side of a certain comic

"Olga, Tatiana, Maria, Anastasia……"

"Putting the first letters together is OTMA, a secret name that belongs only to us."

"Even if we get married, even if we have children, even if we are separated, it will not change the fact that we are sisters."

"Stop having conflicts or hating each other. Pray to the Lord and hope that we can live a kind and beautiful life.——"

"Yes, that's right, that wish really came true. Under the witness of the Lord and the company of the godfather, we really spent a kind and peaceful life that only belongs to us. We will be together, we will be together forever……"

"……"

A bedroom in St. Paul's Cathedral is equipped with a TV, air conditioner, refrigerator, and even an ancient game console. Except for the absence of a computer, the decoration here is no different from the houses where people live in the 21st century.

Anastasia was wearing a chiffon pajama, with the neckline open, revealing a piece of snow-white skin and a mature bust. She was sitting on a chair with her legs curled up. She had no shoes or socks on her bare feet, and her delicate toes were tight. She was standing on the edge of the chair, with faint veins showing on the instep. She was writing at the desk with a pen inlaid with gold-rimmed gems in her hand.

Juanxiu's handwriting is engraved in the letter. Every time she writes a word, Anastasia has to think about it for a long time. Every time she writes a word, she purses her lips, and her eyes reveal a touch of sadness and happiness.

For fear of writing a wrong word, she carefully printed her thoughts on the paper. After a long period of time, she put down the pen, dusted the page, and carefully read two more words of what she had written. all over

"crunch——————"

There was the sound of someone clenching the handle of the door behind her. Anastasia put down the letter in her hand gently, turned her head and glanced at the time on the quartz clock hanging on the wall, and then she curled up her slender hands. She straightened her legs and put on a pair of very cute animal-like slippers.

The long dress of her pajamas fell like blooming flowers, blocking the girl's infinitely beautiful body. Anastasia took two steps quickly, her slippers clicking on the bricks of the floor. When Roy opened the door and came in At that moment, he saw Her Royal Highness’s hands gently placed in front of her body, already welcoming him.

"Godfather, are you drinking again?"

When Her Royal Highness saw Roy coming back, a moist smile flashed in her eyes. She took a step forward. The scent of orchid and musk filled Roy's nose, which overshadowed the smell of alcohol. She followed Her Royal Highness closely. She frowned slightly and said unhappily. Her expression and tone were like a wife waiting for her husband to come back from a social gathering. She was slightly dissatisfied and concerned because her husband had drank. She took the suit that Roy took off. Hanging the coat on the hanger, he took off the tie for Roy. His familiar movements and intimate behavior were like a gentle little daughter-in-law at home.

"Just after two cocktails at the bar, you can smell the alcohol."

Roy smiled as he watched Her Royal Highness put away his clothes. He sat directly on the sofa and leaned on the back of the chair, saying lazily.

After Anastasia put away Roy's clothes, she also sat down Beside him, the girl leaned her head on Roy's shoulder. This move was very skillful. After hearing Roy's words, she wrinkled her little nose and said:"……I am very sensitive to the smell of alcohol."

As soon as she finished speaking, her face burned, feeling that she was just asking for it.

"Ha ha! As long as you, my little devil, drink vodka, I'm not allowed to drink cocktails outside."

Roy hugged her waist to make her leaning against him more comfortable.

"It is the water of life for us Russians. If you don’t drink it, you will die. Moreover, I always drink it at home and never drink outside. It is completely different from Godfather who goes to the bar to hook up with girls."

Her Royal Highness was rambled on, not so much complaining about Roy's drinking as complaining about him going out to seduce a little girl.

Then her nose sniffed like a puppy, and her brows furrowed even more tightly."……Godfather, you went to see Enola again, you are covered in the smell of her cigarettes."

"I just asked her for an important document."

Roy pinched Anastasita's soft little face and comforted her.

After hearing this, Her Royal Highness's face brightened slightly. Over the years, she has clearly seen the relationship between Roy and Enola. Now, the emotion between the two of them is very weak, more like a transaction, especially Enola's pure magician thinking. Although Roy can understand it, understanding does not mean liking it. There is a huge difference in outlook, and this difference makes it impossible for Roy and Enola to have a heart-to-heart relationship.

Moreover, the godfather did not go home and live outside, but came back...

Thinking about it this way, Anastasia's His mood felt much better.

Seeing that Her Royal Highness was coaxed by him with just a few words, Roy changed the topic and said:"……Are you writing to your sisters?"

Although he didn't see the specific content of the letter on the table, Roy knew that the only people Her Royal Highness would write to were her three sisters.

In this era, international long distance is already available, but compared to this method of contact, it has become Her Royal Highness, who has lived for more than eighty years, still prefers to write letters. She believes that this provides more emotional sustenance.

"Well, the health of the three sisters is not very good anymore. The last time I saw Sister Olga, she was almost unable to get off the ground. I don’t know when they will leave. I just want to write the last words of this life to them. of a letter."

Her Royal Highness shrank in Roy's arms and held her tightly. Her delicate body was trembling slightly, and her tone also had a hint of desolation and sadness.

With the development of civil aviation, Anastasia will go to North America every year Visiting her sisters, but as time went by, she finally discovered the difference between herself and them.

The three sisters had gradually become older, but she still maintained the most youthful and charming appearance. Although the four sisters The friendship will never fade just because of appearance, but the day of separation is still coming.

The other three royal ladies have never married and have been working as nuns in the church. They are very famous among churches and believers throughout North America. , have done many good deeds in their lives, maybe they want to use this method to repay the sins committed by the bloody tsar.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws and are the happiness given to people by the Lord. They believe in the Lord faithfully and will surely go to heaven after they leave."

"……It is precisely because they have the power from birth to death that they can be complete human beings."

Roy softly comforted Her Royal Highness in his arms, and was also telling her that she was no longer a human being without birth, old age, illness and death.

"I know, godfather, you don’t need to comfort me. I have actually been prepared for this day. I am not young anymore."

After so many years, Anastasia has also gone through her life as a human being, and she has put aside many things. She is no longer devastated by separation when she was young.

"You have finally grown up, my little elf... But Maris Billy is expected to come over tomorrow, so let's go to bed early and let me see if you have grown up in other places."

Roy blinked and smiled softly. Under the exclamation of His Royal Highness, he picked up her legs and picked her up in a princess hug, and walked directly to the bedroom inside. It was late at night...