Balls, beauties, lackeys, cadets? Not so—this is life of a Romanov in this world: jealousy from peers, hatred from elders, attempts at murder. My aunt became a queen, and for that the whole of our family must die. Many enemies does the Romanov line have—many have us in their throat. But they don’t know that I am not just an ordinary younger prince. I came from another world, and if it’s necessary, I will bring this one to its knees. I am a Romanov, and that says it all.