Balls, beauties, lackeys, young nobles? Not at all—the envy of peers, the hatred of elders, attempts at murder—this is how life for a Romanov looks in this world. My aunt became a queen, and because of that, the entire branch of our family must die. There are many enemies of the Romanovs; many have us like a thorn in their side.
Only they don’t know that I’m not an ordinary younger prince. I came from another world, and if I have to, I will bring this one to his knees.
I am a Romanov—and that says it all.