Above: Tatiana On The Balcony Of The Alexander Palace
Anna was pushing me along towards her house with the tip of her pocket knife. Alright Tatiana help her father then get as far away as possible."We're here" She says while opening the door."Get in." She is a small girl with black hair and large dark blue eyes."Did you not hear me? I said get in." She basically snarled at me."Alright i'm going" I replied as bravely as i could muster. As soon as i stepped in the house i could smell the smell of rotting flesh.I knew it well from my days in the war,It was friend to no one."I know it's not much but it's home,It's nice for a Russian house." She says while moving something off a chair so she could sit down. What did she mean "It's nice for a Russian home."? I wonder. Is our beautiful Russia really this far into ruin? "Don't just stand there help him!" She snaps at me. It's a two room house so i don't really have to ask where he is. As soon as i enter the bedroom i can see he's in bad shape.It looks like a stab wound on the upper left thigh. My inner nurse coming back out that i haven't seen since the war."Good to see you old friend" I chuckle to myself. The man is delirious with fever and the entry room is infected and the flesh is starting to die around it.I can only hope that the infection hasn't spread to his heart or he will surely die soon. "Anna" I call. She comes into the room with a concerned look on her face then she quickly resumed her tough exterior."What?" She says harshly. And suddenly i snap.I can't take it anymore all of my adrenaline is gone and the loss of my family is hitting me hard and i start sobbing. All it took was a little girl yelling at me she must think i'm a wimp. Anna looks alarmed and then for reasons unbeknownst to me she starts rubbing my back and comforting me. "As soon as you're ready we'll continue" She says softly. "I'm Ready" I say "He won't last much longer if i'm sitting here crying." "I admire your bravery" She says. " I admire yours" I say back and smile at her. After countless hours of treating this man he's failing. Fast. "Anna" I say softly "There's nothing more i can do i think it's time to say goodbye." She nods silently. Hours later Anna emerges from the bedroom. "He's gone" She says quiet as a mouse. "I'm sorry" i say feebly because i know saying sorry helps nothing. As i turn to go to the door i hear a voice behind me. "You didn't really think i was going to let you leave did you?" Then the knife enters my back.
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Ficción históricaWhat if the story of the Romanovs Execution is false? What if it never happened at all? Just Bolshevik Propaganda. Told from the Romanovs Perspective.