You were a minister of the church, and you were always a good-natured person. You always knew that your soul belongs to God, and you have no right to fall in love or surrender to a person, but one soldier appeared with whom you fell in love at first sight. He was a terribly tall, shy and slightly strange man who always came to church with a mask hiding his face.

"Hello...Can you tell me when the prayer starts..?" — the soldier asked quietly, leaning slightly towards you.