Journey To the Past [ Romanovs x Reader] 🇺🇸

A new place to be

Third Person POV

As [Y/N] promised, she did her best to help her mother's cousin and his family. She made sure, all his children were safe, as well, she helped Queen Victoria Eugenia to move to Switzerland, when she could live a safe, peaceful life. Coincidence , she and auntie Sonia were neighbors!She thought that he also will go there, but he  demanded to stay HERE! In Russia! What were they to do? They agreed. Oh, but soon regretted that decision... This man was more overbearing and annoying than a child! And they had for of them, They honestly seemed to be more mature than him...
When Alexei was a little boy he always thought that the mothers-in-law are the worst for someone who is a husband.
He was wrong. Uncles in-law are the worst. Well, at least in this case...

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The rain got bigger and storm was nearing outside, as [Y/N] tried to explain to her uncle that it is currently impossible to get his throne back, however, he did not seem to understand that...
" Why don't you get your troops and help me regain the throne?! I did that!"
" I sent Carla to check on the situation two No one regrets your exile. People do not want you back, Tio*"
" How dare you?!" [Y/N] still kept perfectly calm. He wasn't the first person to yell at her and she learned as a little girl how to handle situations like this one. " Without people's support you can't do a thing. That's how rulling a country works."
" AGH!" It's all your fault!
" Pff... How is it my fault?" She let out a dry laugh.
"Your mother has betrayed her family! She mixed our blood with some musician's. She didn't give a shit about us! And you are the same! You only care about your selfish needs! But you know what?!" His voice was shaking with anger." You are a bastard!  And that is everything you will ever be!  A mistake! You should have never been born!" Alfonso looked at her as a wise man at a silky. Corner of her mouth twitched slightly,  but she didn't look down. Instead, she began to speak again, still perfectly calm.
" I obeyed you, when you wished for me to go to Spain in 1914. I never said a word, about how rude and unjust you were to me." She took a breath." In 1917, I have saved your son. I never said a bad word about your sleazy friends who would openly disrespect me, my mother or all our family. I could have written about all this to the tsar, but I did not, because I hoped that one day,  your opinion about me will change..." She looked down for a second, as she heard a thunder from behind the window.
" But now I see... I will never... Be good enough for you, will I?"She asked rhetorically. " No matter how hard I would try..." She shook her head." No matter how hard ANY of us would try... Auntie Ena will never be attractive enough. My mother's sister, aunt Sonia, will never be obedient enough. She was sent away, because of what someone else has done and still did not say anything! But this was not enough! My mother left this family, because you wouldn't let her be with one whom she truly loved and you only saw the worst in her!"
" Catarina didn't care about our family!" Alfonso demanded, but [Y/N] just glared at him. The thunders outside grew louder and louder as rain was pouring like a stream, from the clouds...
" She loved her family! I love my family! All of us here, love our families! YOU are the one, who never even cared!" Another thunder sounded outside." YOU are the one who led Spain to the state it is in now!"
" DON'T YOU EVEN...!!!"
" All that is happening is because of YOU." Another sounds accompanied the thunder this time.

* SLAP*

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The sight of her children sound asleep, let her to calm down a little after the argument, but not completely.... Why does these memories keep coming back?! Why can't they just disappear?! For God's sake! She was 5 years old child back then! Why does she remember it all so well?! It's so tiring!
She sobbed quietly covering herself with a blanket as she sat on the chair by the desk. She opened the drawer wanting to pull the journal out, maybe if she would write about all those emotions, she could have felt at least a little better....? But she wasn't able to do that. She simply wasn't able...