Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

In the morning, we set off from home and took a half-hour carriage ride to St. Valisi's Church, where we led the believers in morning prayers.

As a nun, you must learn etiquette and writing, take care of gardens, and give lessons to orphans and illiterate believers.

Every afternoon, I go to the confessional to listen to the believers’ worries and answer their questions.

When the sun sets, pray as usual, and finally, in the dark night, thank the goddess, recall the good deeds of the day, and fall asleep peacefully.

According to the course of a day, every believer needs to pray at least 5 times.

But Afro was not in the mood to do this today. She had more things to worry about.

Staying out at night is no longer the problem at hand, but more importantly, how to deal with the relationship with Grace.

The carriage drove smoothly along the wide stone avenue, moving forward amidst the noise of the rollers and the market.

Avro's head was tilted against the window, his hands hugged himself tightly, and his green eyes, which had always exuded warmth and care for some time, were now confused and wide open.

"Ugh……"

Avro let out a complicated sigh. She covered her chest with sadness like a young girl who was caught in the sorrow of spring and autumn. Then she became in a trance and her eyes were blurred, savoring the unspeakable joy.

Like a lamb escaping from its comfort zone for the first time, it was jumping with excitement about what it was doing, but also felt an inexplicable sense of panic.

"Grace..."

She gently touched the peak of her lips, imagining the intimacy that brought the ambiguity to its fullest last night.

Her Royal Highness's lips feel soft no matter how many times you touch them.

At this point, the girl's fair cheeks were once again suspiciously crimson, and her heart was beating shamelessly at super speed.

Because once you close your eyes, the scene last night will play in your mind, and then the look of disgust and determination on the part of Her Royal Highness...

"Ahhh...why? Why is this happening?"

Afro collapsed and hugged his head, curling up on the edge of the seat. His cheeks were hot, his toes were curled up, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

He did something unbecoming of a nun...

Ah, of course it's nothing.

Lady Wells is the God of fraternity, so she can understand it completely...

Avro patted her chest to comfort herself, and she opened the red-covered "History of the Goddess" placed next to her seat.

This is a hardcover edition, so there will be some illustrations in the book.

Avro turned to page 234 almost without thinking. She read the content of the book softly,

"The goddess transformed into a human being and said to the lost Saint Acacia: The huge waves will swallow up the heaven and the earth. The seeds of hope have been given to you to build a giant ship that sails through the dark road. All the kind and upright people are mine. The brothers and sisters boarded Noah's Ark, and the evil ones will be swallowed up by the torrents."

The book uses simple drawings to outline the human body image of the goddess.

In the painting, she placed her hand against the naked belly of Acacia, who was lying flat on her back, leaning slightly towards her forehead, intending to give her a loving kiss.

Acacia's dazzling chest was exposed, a bit too exposed.

Avro knew that it was the goddess who impregnated Acacia, thus sending a rescue to save the continent of Eris from fire and water, but she was embarrassed every time she read this...

But my mood today is a little bit subtle.

The goddess is clearly a female in the records, and Acacia is also a female... How come I didn't notice it before?

A special feeling of guilt, luck, and curiosity mixed in his heart. Afro suddenly covered the book in his hand as if he was electrocuted.

"I guess... you won't mind, my lady goddess."

She nodded again, as if to strengthen her confidence in herself, "Well... I probably won't mind."

But the trouble doesn't stop there, there's Grace.

When she thought of Grace's angry and ruthless face when she said goodbye, as if she wanted to break off the relationship with him, Avro became extremely flustered.

So why did you do this at that time?

Why is the relationship like this?

"Ahhhh!"

Holding her head, Afro became distressed in pain again. Her body arched like a caterpillar, and her eyes fell on the collar that had been removed and was temporarily kept by herself.

The red and black appearance classic model lies quietly on the seat and is still suitable for obedient pets.

Avro was stunned for a moment, as if time was frozen.

No, no!

"Obviously...obviously she is willing."

So why don't you want to admit it?

Avro couldn't understand.

But the rolling wheels did not allow her to think. The carriage had reached its destination smoothly.

The early morning sun shines brightly outside the velvet red curtains, bustling crowds crowd around the steeple-like Gothic church, and the smoke of human smoke comes in through the slightly hazy glass.

"Miss Afro, we're here."

The driver's hoarse cry sounded. Avro looked at the stone goddess sculpture in the center of the church garden with some anxiety, crossed himself in front of him and prayed devoutly.

My Goddess, please forgive me for my guilt, my presumption, my infidelity...

Forgive... my lateness.

It is now past the time for morning prayers.

With a deep sigh, Avro stepped down carefully on the beam with his face on his arm.

The biting cold air of winter hits my face, and the air is filled with light mist.

"It's so cold..."

Imitating a cat that loves to kick its hands, Avro lowered his head and walked through the church door between the believers with small steps, praying that no one would find him.

"Afro."

A particularly familiar, low and gentle male alto came into my ears.

Avro was slightly shocked, and she raised her head to look at him.

Familiar golden curly hair, familiar Argerich family crest, familiar face...

"Brother..."

Avro called out the name of the caller guiltily, but his golden head couldn't help but look down at his polished high heels.

These are the shoes I wore at the party last night and I haven't had time to change them yet.

But more than that...

Last night, last night...with the person who did that kind of thing...

She is her brother's fiancée, even if they will not become a real couple later.

But when I really faced my brother at this moment, I felt more and more that I had gone too far...

Nurki came up in three steps at a time, more worried than questioning, he asked eagerly,

"What did you do last night? Mother said you stayed up all night and sent someone to my laboratory to ask questions for a long time."

You can't say that you were with Her Royal Highness and did something like that, right?

Avro subconsciously pulled up his collar to cover up the bite marks hidden under his clothes, and the corners of his lips turned up to reveal a polite and awkward smile.

"Went to...the banquet, to be with friends."

Fortunately, her innocent appearance has an innate talent for deception, so she will not be discovered.

"lie."

Nurki saw through his sister's lie at a glance. He lowered his eyebrows and taught gently, "Afro, you are a nun and you cannot lie in front of the goddess, do you understand?"

He felt that his tone was too harsh, so he sighed again and explained in a more sincere tone,

"Brother, I don't mean to cause trouble for you. In fact, you rarely do such things. The main reason is that we are all worried and afraid that something will happen to you."

"You're a girl and you're easily bullied outside... Next time you don't go home, remember to report it, you know? As long as you're fine, I'll be relieved and I can explain it to my mother."

"I brought you a sandwich made by Miss Merlin, the maid, in your cabinet. I remember that this is your favorite."

Obviously this set of offensive was very useful for Avro. She lowered her head like a wilted, soulless and ruined tulip.

"understood."

A voice as thin as a gnat sounded, and Avro explained in a low voice,

"Well... there was an unexpected situation... I'm not lying, it's just that her identity is hard to explain..."

She crossed her fingers back and forth, obviously very nervous.

"It's ok,"

Nurki shook his head and said he didn't care.

"I trust your judgment. You have always been an independent person, right? But...father asked you to attend Francis' engagement party tonight. Remember to go home early. It is not easy for a lady to attend the party. matter."

"That...brother..."

Avro was feeling a little depressed, but he couldn't help but bring out the most restless and troubled things hidden in his heart.

Nurki seemed to notice something. He lowered his head and asked with a smile,

"What's wrong? What's the secret? Or what do you want to eat?"

Not sure if it was cruel to ask such a question, Avro closed his eyes tightly as if he were about to die. Finally he opened them and gritted his teeth and asked,

"It's just...if a person likes another person but is always unwilling to admit it, why...?"

Why do you like it but don't want to admit it? Why do you always deny other people's good intentions step by step?

Why can't I always see into her heart?

The expression on Nurki's face also solidified. There was a maturity and vicissitudes of life that transcended his age on his handsome face.

"There must be things that cannot be overcome, such as age, status, or life and death...it doesn't mean that we need to be together if we like each other."

He said softly, but the appearance of another person was reflected in his deep eyes.

"Love is a responsibility, not a crazy feeling. If he is unwilling...it may be because he is unable to shoulder the responsibility for their shared future, and does not have the determination to cross mountains and seas for others..."

Nurki's voice became smaller and smaller, and he became more and more lonely, as if he was talking to himself instead of giving answers to Avro.

Doesn’t Grace want to take on the future she shares with her? ——When he thought of this, Avro's heart suddenly stopped for a moment.

Is that why you told yourself not to follow her?

This is undoubtedly when love is at its strongest, pouring a basin of ice water that is so cold that it makes people feel a little sad and trembling in their heavy cotton-padded jackets.

"what……"

The girl let out a frustrated sigh.

A female call came from a distance, "Your Majesty Avro! The letter sent to you by Sister Trebury has arrived."

"understood."

Avro raised his slender hand high and waved it back and forth to indicate that he had heard. Then he turned to look at Nurki, "Then...brother, I will read the letter first."

Nurki seems to have been used to this kind of Afro, and his originally depressed mood was instantly covered up in his gentle smile.

"You go quickly."

Avro waved goodbye and took two steps, then turned his head and reminded furtively,

"Don't tell mother that I went out to a party yesterday. Just tell her that I was playing at a friend's house..."

"Okay, okay, you go ahead, I know."

……

Even though she was far away in the small town of Balut in the southwest, Sister Tebre often answered Afro's questions.

Avro feels that the reason why he is Avro now is because of the great influence of Sister Tebre.

It was the dazzling light of her deep-seated kindness that influenced her to choose to become a nun.

Therefore, as long as Sister Turbury said every word, she would think carefully about the meaning behind it.