The Tsar's other Daughter

Chapter Seven

Anastasia

I want to cry

Cry like someone died

I feel pain, I feel something hard in my chest

I wish that I was the one who's suffering his pain

I was too dumb

"Your highness, His Majesty wants to see you in his office" The butler of the palace announced as he opened my room's door, well it's actually not mine at some point because me and my sister share this bedroom, there is more stuff of Maria's than mine, her shelves was full of books and dolls, while mine was my camera box, some cds and some books, journals and papers, mostly were my silly drawings.

"Spasibo Konstantin, I will be right there" He left with a bow and closed the door

What am I going to do? What will I explain? Surely, my papa will not believe at some point, he always believe that I am the one who always started trouble.

So much for an impish princess

How will I start? Alexei is surely unconscious to defend me or say something, this left me explaning, oh Alexei, when you are finally awake, I will going to suffocate you, but this will lead me to more trouble, Oh my dear...May God save me.

I sighed at the thought of explaining everything, and it will only end up in 'not believing', why do I always get into this? Just becuase I am the shvibzik of the family, it is not always mean I am the troublemaker

That's why they called you shibvzik, an imp, a voice said in my head making me closed my eyes and saying some prayers to save me from this 'trouble', I am going to need a back up, or mostly a coffin because I am going to die in any minutes now.

I fixed myself, at least my look is presentable to face my papa

I exited 'my' room, and walk through the corridors, seeing the paintings of some famous artist like Ilya Repin, I was amazed again by its realistic look, I wonder how do they manage to paint a whole scene like my grandfather Alexander's coronation? It captures the whole scene, with the carves of saints and some words on the pillars of the cathedral, it maybe took some years to make this masterpiece.

As I was near my papa's office, my body felt nervousness, my heart was pounding, I think I can't continue to walk and open the door, I felt like I was stuck in the ground.

Oh no

This was more worse, as I was in front of the door, it has open and revealed the man with blue eyes, with brown hair and a beard with an imperial mustache

It was my father

"Anastasia"

"Father"

"Come in, we have matters to talk about"

I entered his office, it seems he was working on something with a pile of paperwork, I am sure it is all about the war.

War, we were at war...the german army has announced their attack on us, they were an ally of Austria-Hungary, an enemy of our balkan friend, Serbia, Why Germans are so stupid? Why do they have to this? Just because we were an ally of Serbia? For me, it is not an acceptable reason, because of the barge, millions of lives were now counted as dead, and Serbia, they were also stupid, especially the one who assassinated the Archduke Franz, and my own county is also counted as stupid, papa shouldn't have ally and fight with the Serbians, they should have let them fight between them, Austria-Hungary and Serbia, not involving some countries like dear Russia, and about Germany, I think of Mama, because she is a german born princess, making us half-russian and half-german blood, it is like seeing both of your dearest countries are fighting and killing is very dreadful to me.