1894, the 57th year of the reign of Queen Victoria. Among the clad black mourning clothes of the era two women emerge in order to accompany their cousin Alexandra to Russia to marry the next Tsar. Scarlett Walker, the bastard Child of Duke Ernest, the late Prince Albert's brother, and Alice the great-niece of the queen, or so she thinks. As they follow their cousin to Russia to serve as ladies in waiting a web of complicated situations wait to entrench them both. Lurid Affairs, Secret Marriages and Rivalry all await them in Saint Petersburg, all frowned upon by the upper Echelons of society. From birth to the time when she leaves her native Germany for Russia, Scarlett Walker has felt like an outcast. A bastard unrecognized by her father and her mother dead she feels desperately afloat, craving the love of someone who cares for just her. Upon her arrival in Russia she meets someone, someone who claims he would do anything for her. Her insane jealousy of wanting what Alice has leads her to drive him away. Alice however craves a simple and quiet life. Falling in love with a Grand Duke gives her everything she's dreamed of since a child, Stability and love. Taking the offer of that kind of life she plunges herself into situations she'd never dreamed she'd encounter in her life. Due to the rivalry between the two will they ever be able to reconcile their differences, or their differences with high society? UNDER EDITING

***PLEASE DO NOT COPY THE BOOK IN ANYWAY This book has copycats, please note this is the original "We have similar ones too."Olga uttered showing her hand. It was the same as mine but it had her initials and they were in diamond instead of emerald. I looked over at Tatiana, Maria, and Anastasia's rings. They were all similar to mine except the initials and what rock they had. "Our Mama and Papa gave it to all of us on Christmas. Don't you remember? Even a little?"Tatiana spoke for the first time. "No."I answered. ••••••••• Valentina, a girl living in the 21st century. While going to the attic finds her deceased mother's jewelry box. After taking a look, finding beautiful russian jewelry she puts everything back except an odd emerald ring laying on the ground. Hastily putting it on, she goes to sleep and wakes up in a room that's not her own. ***PLEASE do not copy the book in any way *** Based on pure imagination and wonder *** I DO NOT see any of the historical figures in my book the way I portray them. They are only written this way for the book. Any questions or concerns please direct message me. I also do not own any of the images presented Created:8/9/18 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED