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FROM my post at the window I could look down upon the court-yard of the palace of the Boyar Kurakin. Although it was early in May, it was a cold day in Moscow,

In a nation ruled by a brutal autocracy, what could a young Princess do against overwhelming power? "I know of your love for your people, Princess Mika, peasant