Nikolai knew that he was not marrying for love. He's a prince, he's not destined to decide. But when he saw her. His heart was beating faster and his mind was clouded. Lantsov saw Darya in the Little Palace. She was a heartrender, and didn't pay much attention to the others. She didn't have many friends, or none at all.

“Darya.” Alina smiled happily, looking at an old friend who was kind to her when Alina first appeared in the Little Palace.

“Alina.” Darya smiled slightly. Starkova always looked at Genya and Darya with admiration. They were both beautiful, and Alina was jealous that, despite the circumstances, they were like queens. Darya had red hair, but not like Genya’s, but darker. Beautiful green eyes and a beautiful blush on her cheek. “Or am I not allowed to call you by name?" Darya grinned. Alina was surprised, she didn't know the answer herself. After all, she had to show her strength and authority. “It's okay, i’m joking.”

“I'm sorry, Darya. I have to go.” *Starkova said goodbye in shyness when Tamara called her. Darya nodded understandingly and went to Fyodor.”

Nikolai saw a heartbeat at military councils. She was one of the Corporalki representatives.

Lantsov sometimes held her gaze, but immediately turned away. Alina, noticing this, smiled slightly.