It seemed unbelievable, but Tatyana was very precisely able to point archaeologists to a spot on the map where, three hundred years ago, her distant ancestor, Prince Miron Bekeshev, built a fortress. She came to Siberia for the first time, but everything here felt familiar to her. These mountains and valleys she saw—whether in a dream or in reality… The expedition leader, Anatoly, who was obsessed with digging, believed every story Tatyana told. Ancient blood flowed in her—of Aydyna, the proud Siberian princess, a warrior girl who passionately and fiercely fell in love with Miron, who came to conquer new lands. Tatyana seemed to see with her own eyes what passions flared up here in those days. After all, she wasn’t wearing those earrings and a ring that once belonged to the princess for nothing…