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In the evening at a majestic house built following clearly medieval style, melodic sounds could be heard from a room in the second floor. The orchestra melody was interrupted by the entrance of a lady.

"How was your day, дорогой (dear)?"

"Great Мать(mother), thank you." The girl put down her violin on a table and ran to greet her mother. The typical Russian greeting for women and all the same for men was three kisses and a hug.

"What about you Lena?" She stared at her daughter at the piano. Once the woman had started playing she wouldn't stop before she had reached the end of the symphony.

"Well. By the way, did that student of yours learn how to pirouette correctly?" She answered as with no difficulty at all made Pour Elise echo though the place.

"She still can't be compared to some of the others, but she did progress."

Mrs. Svetlana Kravchenkova had always been very demanding to her pupils as well to herself, and both her daughters had inherited that characteristic.

"Mommy, mommy! Did you hear that the Carnation Troupe has invited some artists from a circus called Kaleido Star to take part at this month's show?" A little boy rushed into the room.

Andrei was the youngest Kravchenkov child. He was red haired and had his mother's eyes.

"Daddy has allowed me to go! Can I, can I? Please, please, please?"

"If your father agrees on taking you there I allow."

Her husband entered the place. Grigory had flaming red hair as his son's. He caught an unpleasant glare from his wife. Then he looked at his son:

"I think I can take you fortnight on Sunday."

The nine-year-old grinned broadly and hugged his father and mother.

"Le and Anni are coming too? Right?"

"I'll have loads of homework to do, and I also have to practice a new song on the violin, so I'll pass..."

"Lee?" The child clanged to his sister's arm.

"Your sister can't go."Their mother answered shortly. "She will be playing the Swan Lake at Sunday class."

"You've heard her..." she released from her brother's arms.

The door opened, revealing the figure of one of the secular family many maids. They descended from one of the eldest families in Russia through their mother's blood.

"Milady, the dinner is serviced."

"Thank you. Go children, I'll be there shortly."

The three went down to the dining room. She was staring at the silver shining moon above them from the window. In other time she would have loved this sight, but surely not today.

"How long are you planning to endure this situation? The girls are already grown up enough..." His icicle blue eyes sparkled as the moonlight illuminated them.

"As long as I think it's necessary to keep it like that."

If there was something she hated was interference in her plans. Everything had been just perfect the way it was, until now.

Fortunately, she could act as no one else.