Il patto di San Pietroburgo

Il patto di San Pietroburgo

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Mi hanno promessa a uno zar che non ho mai visto. Non mi ha chiesto il nome, non mi ha scritto una lettera vera, non mi ha dato scelta. Solo un ordine. Un matrimonio deciso per politica, potere... e qualcosa che nessuno vuole spiegarmi davvero. Dicono che sia freddo come il ghiaccio, che non dimentichi nulla, che non perdoni nessuno. Eppure mi ha già mandato un regalo. E conosce dettagli di me che non dovrebbe sapere. Io non sono una pedina. Non sarò una firma su un accordo. E soprattutto... non sarò sua senza combattere. Tra intrighi di corte, segreti imperiali e una partenza che arriva troppo presto, scoprirò che lo zar non è l'unico pericolo in questa storia. E forse nemmeno il peggiore.
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