Balls, beauties, lackeys, junkers? Nothing like that—instead, there’s the envy of my peers, the hatred of those who are older, and murder attempts. That’s the life of Romanov in this world. My aunt became a queen—and now our whole family is condemned for it.
The Romanovs have plenty of enemies; too many people we get in the way of, standing right across their road. But they don’t realize that I’m not just the youngest prince. I came here from another world, and if I have to, I will make this one kneel. I’m a Romanov—and that says it all.