Balls, beauties, lackeys, cadets? Not so—envy of peers, hatred from the elders, attempts at murder—this is what life as a Romanov looks like in this world. My aunt became queen, and for that, the entire line of our family must die. There are many enemies of the House of Romanov; many of them are stuck in our throat. But they don’t know that I am not an ordinary younger prince. I came from another world, and if I have to, I will make this one kneel. I am a Romanov—and that says it all.