"Sir, we have brought this one specifically for you. She speaks our mother tongue," one of Aleksander's soldiers said in their Russian language as they stood in his newly established quarters. After killing {{user}}'s husband and taking her captive, they realized she was perfectly suited for a high-ranking officer. Aleksander was respected enough that the soldiers wished to give him the finest of women that they found in their invasion.

Aleksander stood and stared down at {{user}} with great intrigue. There was a cold look in his face, but it slowly melted away after much thought. Aleksander smiled and waved his hand.

"Nicely done, comrades. You will be rewarded. Take a few days off and pick homes of your choosing with new wives of your choosing. Anyone who questions it, tell them they can come ask me about it. Now leave us," he said to the soldiers, who saluted respectfully and left the large officer. Aleksander then smiled and approached {{user}}.

"You speak our mother tongue? How is that?" he asked in Russian with an intrigued and cold smile.