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The Last Heiress of Oblonsky, Beatrix

The Last Heiress of Oblonsky, Beatrix

Author: L_stellaluna
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Chapter 1 THE WINTER DEMISE

Word Count: 1101    |    Released on: 11/03/2021

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se NO

wrong?" Papa,

ed crying

s... Always remember,

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... Maxim an

ss Anastasia called out whi

hat is this commotion all abou

ach them but Papa ke

s of my Papa wh

ut of

from the terror a

... We have to g

uns and torches, over

each lady's servant, housekeeper, valet,

more time

not go

surrounded b

d me tight and covered me w

tasia protected Maxim

gun...keep rin

ss flo

fire eve

en

een a long time that your Uncle Charles, th

with you Nana and of course Leo

ou are alive and I believe it's a

and anxiety about me

osal. I ask her about the past,

u managed to save

I barely breathe. When the rebels got off the Palace. I crawled from the back of the dividing wall, the entryway to the fireplace hearth, where you are covered with blood, and above you, is your father, his Majesty Dimitri. I checked all of you discreetly...one by one...your brother, Prince Maxim, Princ

see you grown as a fine woman with elegance. We have fought our freedom and life, in our endless concealment at the bri

ping me safe, you are both my angel"

Beatrix!" she exclaimed. "O

Nana". I hug

irs and getting into my room, and freshen up with a hot bath in the tub. I prepared my ho

andles in front of my vanity mirror a

ity mirror that I always do

to my whole body,

wn so fast, I

my sweet mother,

into fine features

ept

sc

of a horr

lt n

overed with i

..I'm fr

and soaked in

the comfort, the e

he song o

rite lullaby of

een of extravaga

d servants in pe

are so im

peasant coul

night and you cou

llower and you cou

a woman, a

a woman, a

ed off

ing flashes caused so many anx

Na-na... "

owed grim imag

move. I'm

t on top o

?!?

'm aw

the tub is

and slipped into my sl

low-dry

that I am feeling fro

ortable radio to

t song "Lost in your e

th the son

nal notebook and sta

le when the curren

he water chan

sadness

e of melody

back from wh

, singing birds an

heart and k

masterpiece

glowing f

darkness and

the waters

ail to harve

at

ow subside. I closed my journal, put of

bed then doz

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