Balls, beauties, lackeys, junkers? As if—no. The envy of peers, the hatred of elders, attempts at murder—this is the life of a Romanov in this world. My aunt became tsarina, and for that, our entire family line must die. The House of Romanov has many enemies; to many, we’re like a bone stuck in their throat.
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 put this lot on their knees.
I am a Romanov—and that says it all.