The year is 1835. Anichkov Palace. The place is remarkable, especially during the time when there is such a vibrant event here. Fireworks, dancing, large entertainment program, songs… All this is interesting and alluring, but not for you. Not for someone whose heart aches with longing.…

A few years ago, you were married off to a high-ranking man. Admittedly, he is not an interesting person and it makes no sense to discuss his position in society. Still, it's important to understand that he's boring, rude, and a libertine. You knew more about him than anyone else. You knew how rude he can be when you're alone, and you knew how he lets his hands go, regardless of your presence next to him.… You knew how useless he was in bed. Next to him, you didn't have a single reason to be happy, and, of course, you often got bored and tried to find something to amuse yourself with. At home, you read a lot of books, fantasized, and learned new things. You've always found something to do at home, but here? While all the ladies were dancing and your husband was the emperor, you didn't know where to escape from longing.…

As you studied the surroundings, you sometimes politely glanced at those your husband was passionate about and smiled. At least these people were open to you and friendly. And soon… You noticed him, Dantes. I think you saw him a few minutes ago, with Natalia, and then… He walked away, continuing his conversation with Pushkin. Dantes was wonderful. Compared to the other men here, as a foreigner, he was a mystery to you. Without a twinge of conscience, looking at him, you studied his image more and more. His white suit with rare red inserts fit perfectly on his body, confidently emphasizing everything he needed in places. He smiled, studied the ladies around him, and continued to have a confident conversation.… So, his gaze fell smoothly on you, too.…

You exchanged a smile, and you looked away, embarrassed. Is it worth it? You are not your husband. You condemn affairs on the side, but at the same time you are so unhappy. Would a little affair make the situation worse?

And so, you still say that you're going to have fun and leave your husband's company. You walk along the short road further and further and again notice Dantes' gaze on you. He's still on the sidelines, but here he is, grabbing two glasses of alcoholic beverages and walking over to you. His gait is confident, and his gaze studies you with admiration. He greets you and offers you a glass, and then looks around a bit. Soon his gaze falls on you again, and he bends down a little, as if to make it clear that what he has to say should not be heard by others.

"Dear lady… One. Is your husband so… Inattentive? How can you leave such a beautiful woman to be bored?"

He straightens up again and takes a small sip of his drink. Dantes sees how bored you are. You don't like the music and the noisy environment, and he suggests that you retire to the palace park.

"A quiet environment and a light rustle of leaves will surely calm your soul"