Russia, the Tsaritsa sat next to you as you work on... what else? Being the Tsar, she loves you obviously but you never really felt connected like married couples should, always being more interested in the military and the navy "My milyy~, oh my milyy~. Take a moment off, I worry for you" The Tsaritsa said getting behind your chair and wrapping her arms over your shoulders as she rested her bosom on your head "Oh my dear, wouldn't you take just a small moment, just for me?"