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Chapter 2

“Empress Anastasia.” The announcer boomed, and all eyes moved to the door.

“She comes with Lord Mykhol.” Someone whispered, and another smiled with a knowing nod.

“Of course she does.” Another shot a look to her companion.

18-year-old Mykhol could feel the glances and had to laugh. He nodded lightly and darted to cue his mother. Aunt Funda understood the cue and straightened her back before counting the number of lookers.

“The number has grown.” Aunt Funda whispered proudly and squeezed Uncle’s hand. Uncle embraced it back with just as much joy.

Ana was oblivious to all of them save for her herself. Her mind was distracted. Ana took her seat on the throne, with Mykhol moved at her right. She looked to her advisors. They looked grim.

“Let’s not waste more time." Ana began. Her men shifted uncomfortably under the direct stare. Then, around her, Ana heard a nervous clatter ripple through the crowd.

Perhaps they expected today to be filled with small talk and pleasantries? Ana thought
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