
by DimashSuleimen
For twenty years, I was a shadow behind his throne. I gave Petr Fedorovich my love, the bayonets of my house, and the best years of my life, all while he plotted against me. My daughter perished in exile, my son took his own life, and my lineage was declared traitors. And here is the finale: my husband graciously allows me to accept a silk noose, while my cousins, by whose hands my downfall was forged, are already trying on my pearls. They thought I was a broken woman. They forgot that I am a Shemetova. And if the Heavens grant me a second chance, I will return to the day I first met the future emperor. But this time, I will not be his pillar. I will be his ruin. Dear readers, if you love well-crafted worlds, politics, and smart protagonists, feel free to check out my other novels! You can find them by clicking on my profile. Enjoy the read!
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