“Hurry to read! A scandal in the Icy Palace! Our heir prince has found his match... but lost her in the bustle of the masquerade. Ah, what a mysterious story! Who is this girl? And why did she run away? Our edition has become one of those in which Prince Ilya published an address to her: ‘The one who captured my heart! Come this evening to the ball at the Embassy Palace and sing. I’ll recognize your voice among a thousand…’ Isn’t that romantic!..” I put the newspaper aside, fighting the urge to tear it up. On the wall, frostily and in ice-like condensation, a message appeared: “Come yourself. In a good way. Otherwise I’ll find you! And then it’ll be worse…” Never get involved with beautiful princes!