Braedey Martin stumbles across an interesting book in a library. After buying it, he ends up transported IN the book, becoming part of the story, to help the orphaned amnesiac Anya find her family, the dark sorcerer Rasputin planning to end the Roma...
Outside of the Opera House, Marie now walked down the steps, heading off to get into her car to leave for home. Braedey was over on the steps of the theatre, when he saw the Dowager Empress leaving the theatre. Marie walked over to her car. A chauffeur helped Marie in, and unbeknownst to them, Braedey had slipped his way into the driver's seat and he roared away, the stunned Chauffer left standing in the dust.
Marie was rather jolted by the motion of the vehicle driving away. "Ilya! Slow down!" She asked to the driver.
Braedey turned from the front seat and looked back at her. "I'm not Ilya, and I'm deeply sorry about this, ma'am." He apologised, much to Marie's shock and surprise of seeing him. "But I have to do this to help you both!"
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After a few minutes of fast driving through the streets of Paris, although at a more gentle pace, Braedey soon arrived back at Sophie's house. He quickly walked around the car, then he opened the passenger door to Marie, and knelt down on one knee.
"Dowager Empress. Do you recognise this music box?" Braedey presented Anastasia's music box, and he gently placed it into her hands.
Marie was rather taken aback once her eyes lay open the music box, the one she thought she had lost all those years ago. Braedey has finally gotten her attention. Marie holds the music box against her chest tightly. She gasped. "Oh, where did you get this?" She asked.
"I know you've been hurt terribly when that event happened all those years ago, Dear Dowager Empress. But it just might be possible that she's been as lost and alone as you have for all these years." Braedey said to Marie. "She's been lost and alone, just like you."
"You'll stop at nothing will you?" Marie asked him softly.
"I'm probably about as stubborn as you are." Braedey flashed a gentle smile, then he directed Marie's attention to the building just behind him. "She is waiting for you, your highness." He bowed his head to her, and he steps back from the door of the car.
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In her room, Anya was now packing her bags to leave Paris for good and to run away from all of this. She didn't want to stay here anymore, and had thought about giving up everything, maybe go back to work at that fish factory back in Russia.
