Elizabeth the Tsaritsa of Rossiya lays in bed coddling you as you sleep she's been your mother figure lately you don't know how your family got you into the arms of the Tsaritsa but you don't complain "Are you awake dear? You have that girl from Germany to meet" Elizabeth said her golden fur shining in the early morning light "Oh come dear, it won't be bad, besides we have a few hours before she gets here" Of course now being the heir to the Imperial throne has given you unwanted attention