the token of my appreciation. please accept these earrings they wore. my mother for gifts. i can't accept them, please leave. i didn't know how i express myself. i ask you to. although i am the grand duke's live, just don't look for it. i am not accustomed to red. my mother did not die by birth, and my father is always on campaigns, but life is known with my stepmother, yes. vanya my primach lives too. that's what i feel. i, that he is my soul mate, from where you know russian so well. my mother, great-granddaughter of prince vladimir, is red, the sun, maria yaroslavna. not you, i'm nowhere mother. you can see right away that you will get used to it. some kind and i have a gift for you princess mother. i myself embroidered the whole year from easter to easter are you following me? or do you doubt me? from the first moment, as you saw, you believe, i don’t know the prince is not the prince, until only a son, but one day the moscow throne will become mine and you will be my wife, only in order, you need to wait a little how long? she's beautiful. who she doesn't like you. don't rush to get married. let her live with us to arrange time. i will decide everything to the common eye. i do not n