Sent to Russia to bring home a potential husband, Ekaterine brings not only a wealthy candidate, but one of the the most noble in the land.
"There is no need to stand in the dark," Alexander chuckled. "I have already heard you intend to leave Mother Russia."
"Ah my Czar," Adrik remarked sipping his vodka. "I would be nervous leaving if I did not have complete confidence in your court information."
Czar Alexander entered the room as his servants hurriedly ran behind him to ignite the lamps. Alexander was nearly as tall as his ancestor Peter the Great. His black wool uniform gave him a more impressive stature. His curly silver blond hair, blue eyes, and rose-colored cheeks softened the stern looks of the uniform. In the light he faced his cousin. How often had the court commented o...