Journey To the Past [ Romanovs x Reader] 🇺🇸

Mon cœur

Third Person POV

The ship was about to arrive in harbor in less than a half of an hour.
[Y/N] gazed at the horizon before her, doing her best to calm down thundering heart. " You don't look very enthusiastic about all this." Anastasia noticed, coming up next to her.
" I am. Maybe I don't look like that, but I feel as if my heart was about to jump off of my chest..."She breathed out.
" You don't have to be all nervous, you know... Actually I am the one who should worry... I have gone to St. Petersburg without Mama or Papa's knowledge or permission..."
" Nastya!"
" What? I had to! A lot of young women came, claiming they're you! We've been humiliated so many times...! I wanted it to end, so I decided to look for you, by myself.
" If it was so hard, why did you kept looking? You could have just stop and try to move on..." Anastasia shook her head. We couldn't. You mean too much for all of us..." She looked down. "But, I won't lie, we all were aware that you really could be dead... So we were also trying to find location of your grave, or witnesses of your death, at the same time with those letters and interviews..."
" I'm so sorry..."
" No need to be. All that matters, is we're going to be back together." They hugged, then [Y/N] asked:
" Nastya, do you think we'll ever get to come back to Russia...?"
" Olga lives there for most of the time. She married that soldier she met during the Great War... But no one knows she's the Romanov since she now shares her husband's last name..."
" Good for her, I guess..."
" Yeah... But she writes in the letters that since the Bolsheviks rule it's terrible there..."
" Somehow I'm not surprised..." [Y/N] sighed. " But I hope we can come back and fix it all..."
" I hope so too..."
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I still can't believe it's really happening... But I pinched myself so many times today, it's Impossible for it to be a dream..." [Y/N] smiled looking at the sea before them.
" You really thought we were dead, didn't you?"
" Yes. My only motivation was to find your graves , put the flowers and say a prayer for your souls... I was in mourning ever since that night in 1918... Even now..." She pointed at the black ribbon in her hair. " I forgot to take it off..." Anastasia threw her arms around [Y/N], hugging her. " There's no need for mourning anymore,[Y/N/n]. Neither for you, nor for us!"
As they broke apart, [Y/N] leaned onto the side of a ship. " I'm so glad, that in fact all of you are safe and sound...! But it's still quite a bit of a shock for me..."

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(A/N: couldn't find the instrumental again 😖)

[Y/N]: As a child, I dreamed that my life could be like a fairytale that's written just by me...Meet new friends, have some adventures, see the undiscovered shore... I had nothing more but those dreams...

She turned to Anastasia with a smile filled with warmth and gratitude..

Then, one winter night, I was given chance.. Found new family... And the best of friends... From then on my life was perfect... I was girl who " had it all"...  And it was so much more... So much more, than I dreamed...

Her smile dropped as she recalled those terrible events from 1918...

[Y/N]: Then...We all know what has happened... And the world's fallen apart...

She once again touched the black ribbon in her hair.

[Y/N]: I've lived for 7 years with a broken heart...

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" [Y/N], I promise you... This is all in the past..We're going home... Everything will be all right..." Nastya assured.
" I know..." She smiled softly. " It just seems so... Unrealistically beautiful..."
" Then I advice you to start getting used. You talking about unrealistic beauty and you haven't even seen Paris yet!
Both of them laughed.
Then Anastasia walked off to talk to Polina and by a chance she unintentionally met also Dimitri... Of course, they started to argue... And forgot about anything else