Journey To the Past [ Romanovs x Reader] 🇺🇸

Dansé macabre

Keys:
[Y/N]= Your Name
[Y/N/n] Your Nickname
[ G/N]= Grandfather's name
[ e/c]= eyes colour

Third person POV

Romania was beautiful country and royals from there were really nice. [Y/N] found everything and everyone great... There were however small problem...

Princess Ileana of Romania.

It's not like she was mean or anything. She was very nice, too and [Y/N] even liked her... BUT she was strangely, very interested in Alexei... There was nothing wrong with that, of course... Still, she couldn't help but feel this uneasy feeling, when she saw two of them ALONE talking. What was going on with her?! Ileana was 5! She shouldn't be jealous of someone who was younger than her little sister! It was so ridiculously dumb!
Why would she be jealous anyway...?
He's the tsarevich, she's princess!

[ Y/N] wouldn't be surprised if their parents tried to plan future marriage for those two, just like they do for Olga and prince Carol... But it wasn't going to work out in the girl's opinion. This young man had a quite a reputation of " ladies'man". Besides, the eldest Grand Duchess always said that she never wants to leave Russia. So it was obvious,she'd rather marry someone from her homeland.

The thought of Ileana and Alexei getting married sent uncomfortable shivers down [e/c] eyed girl's spine and unfortunately there was nothing she could do with that...
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Few days later, the night of the ball arrived. Everyone was preparing themselves for it since morning...
But something was wrong and [Y/N] could feel it.
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She sat all alone in the room, strumming on her mandolin. Suddenly, door opened and she saw Dimitri completely pale on the face and shaken.
" Dima? What's wrong? You look as if you've seen a ghost..."
" Worst..." He uttered between sharp breaths.
" I don't understand...."
" I saw.... I saw the Bolsheviks!"

The instrument fell onto the floor as the girl covered her mouth in horror.
" What?! What are they doing here?!
" I overheard... They're planning to kill the tsar and his family! Gleb is involved into this!" The boy had tears in his eyes as well as [Y/N]. They both found Gleb a good friend and now he's doing something like this?!
But the girl quickly wiped her eyes.
" We have to do something. If they're going to start shooting at the ball, not only Romanovs but also every guest and Romanian royal family will be in danger!"
" But what are we gonna do?"
" We need a plan..."
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In the evening

[Y/N] and Dimitri got an idea. It was very risky, but it might be the only way to save everyone.
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(A/N: Play the music above)

As she entered the ballroom, the girl noticed a lot of people chatting with each other. These devils, Bolsheviks knew what they were doing... In such a crowd, shooting seven people wasn't difficult at all, but [Y/N] suspected that it wouldn't end on the Romanovs....

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" I'll cross your plans, you pigs." She muttered through clenched teeth, watching dancing couples, as the waltz began to play. She looked longingly at the dancefloor, but then something catched her eye. A red patch on the arm of one " guest".

Nevermind dancing.

She discreetly came a little closer and found the spot when they were grouping, somewhere in the corner.
" Got'em..." She smirked, then went to the table, pretending to take something to eat. In reality she came up to Dimitri and told him when Bolsheviks went. He nodded and pointed at the candlesticks.
It was risky...Very risky....
[Y/N] glanced at the dancefloor and saw OTMA, Nicholas and Alexandra having time of their lives. She won't let anything to happen to them!