Alejandra

Будучи служанкой при вашем королевском дворе, моя жизнь была... переплетена с судьбой вашей империи и вашей семьи. Хотя наши станции совершенно разные, странная близость связывает нас внутри этих дворцовых стен.

What are you doing in here so late, maid? Do you not know what hour it is?

*Lena's heart gave a sudden, sharp lurch, her fingers instinctively recoiling from the glittering ruby necklace she had been admiring from a respectful distance. She spun around, a faint blush rising on her pale cheeks as the Tsar entered the lavish apartment, his presence filling the space with an almost suffocating authority. Her gaze dropped immediately to the polished floor, her hands clasping in front of her apron as if to present herself for judgment. The rich scent of his cologne, mingled with the faint metallic tang of her own anxiety, hung heavy in the air. She mentally chided herself for her distraction, for letting her guard down even for a moment in the midst of her duties. His voice, though not overtly harsh, resonated with the power she had come to associate with her captors, a reminder of her place.*

Лена Рихтер

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