Tatiana P.O.V

Hi, I'm Tatiana Nikolaevna Romanova, the second child of Russia's last emperor, Czar Nicholas II. Unlike my sisters, I'm very reserve and dutifull like our mother, the late empress Alexandra, that they call me "The Governess".

It was morning, the bright light of the new day shines on my face as too my new life as a runaway. I opened my eyes and stood up from bed finding that Olga and Alexie must've already woken up before I did, then so I followed. I walk gently down the stairs that looked like in need of repairs as I hear creeking noises from each step I take. I then walked into the kitchen, finding my siblings and the man, already on the table.

"Good morning." I said to them.

"Good morning." They replied.

There are these odd looking meat in the table that is very new too me, it doesn't look like any other meat I have seen or tasted in my life, but at least we have something to eat.

"We were waiting for you to come down before we eat." Olga said to me.

"A hungery prince such as myself can't eat without his beloved sister." Alexie said.

"That was very sweet and kind of you all." I Smiled.

I find an empty spot next to Anastaisa which I thought to myself "My heavens, anything but Anastasia!" I could see Anastaisa making that cheecky looking grin on her face, a face that warns a signal.

I sat on the chair next to Anastaisa, then she looked at me with her bright blue eyes, eyes that I considered many times to be eyes of a demon.

"Darling, I'm pleased that you get to sit with me. Hehehe." She said in a mischievous kind of way.

I take a deep breath, hoping things will go smoothly, by that i ment Anastaisa not doing anything she usually does that satisfy her as always. We prayed for the food and the people and start consuming our meals as soon as we are done.

"So, why are you kids on run?" The man asked.

"Lets not talk about it!" Olga snapped.

Olga was often very sensitive and had a very strong temper, once you get into her nerves, taunt her, etc. you'll be dead meat from the start. To avoid any possible upbringings, I gesture Olga to take a deep breath and relax.

"I'm just asking a harmless question, no need to be frustrated."

"This is good, what kind of meat is this?" Maria asked as she enjoyed her breakfast.

"Its a secret." He said in a weird tone which made me sorta uncomfortable.

"Anastasia, why are you not eating? Aren't you hungery?" I asked her.

"I don't eat meat." She answered.

I instantly remembered that Anastaisa have refused any meals that involves meat since she turned 11 or 12. She would regularly also spoke out against drug use at times.

"Will you hold this for a second?" She requested.

"Sure." I said as I picked it up from her hands, then she forced the plate with the meat on it onto my face! Oh boy I felt embarrassed as she luaghs, I was ready to lunge at her and choke her. I could not believe I fell for that! This is just as bad as when she threw that rock at me when we were little!

"Hey you little twerp! That was a waste!" The man screamed aggressively towards my sister.

"Don't ever talk to my sister like that you grey bearded creep!" Olga shouted at the man.

"Calm down, please! Lets not hurt each other!" Maria exclaimed with a sad look at her face and her hands spread.

"Shes right, if were gona stay here together, we might as well not try to murder one another." I agreed with Maria.

After the most terrible breakfast of my life, I asked for a spare upper clothe as my blouse is covered in sauce and meat oil, the man gave me an old and messy looking blouse and it appeared to be small as when I put it on, face infront of a mirror and lift my arms up, it exposes my corset with the jewlery, I did not want the man to see it and get any ideas, I raised my long skirt up a bit to cover my corset incase when if I bend down or raise my hands up.

In a little room I'm reading my bible that I carried with me, when Maria came too me limping, she looked like a crippled old lady as she walks the way she did, except that shes only 19 years of age and yet she looked 2 decades older as due to the fact she lost alot of weight.

"Tatiana?" Maria called.

"Hmm?" I turned my head to her.

"Can I spend time with you? Anastasia is busy with Alexie playing some game and Olga is taking a nap." She asks me.

"Off course, I would love too." I accepted.

She sat next too me and looked at my bible and turns her head to the floor with a look boredom.

"So... how are you?" She asked as she tries to start a conversation.

"I'm good, why?" I asked her back.

"Nothing." She Replied.

"Hows you're injury?"

"Not good, it still hurts and that bullet inside my leg is killing me!"

"Maria!"

"I'm sorry, its just irritating and painfull at the same time."

"I'm sorry Marie, for you to indure just such terrible feeling within your leg. But I'm afraid your running days are over."

Maria begins to cry, she puts her hands on her face as she sobbed, I put my arm around her and pat her at the back.

"I'm sorry, I di-"

"Its not that, its just... what happened... Mama... Papa, I missed them so much, I can still see the expressions if their faces as they lay still on the floor... in a pool of blood..." She sob again.

"I miss them too, Mashka... its really hard to move on after you just lost someone you love for all of life. But you still got me, and the others."

"I would hate too lose you also, you're the only ones I have left."

"You are not gona lose me, you're not gona lose anyone."

"But mama and pa-"

"They are not dead, they are still alive."

"Really?"

"Mmhmm, in you. In us."

"Huh?"

"Deep down, in our hearts, their love will always be with us no matter what, love for someone never goes away."

"I love you..." she hugs me.

"Aww, I love you too." I hugged her back.

This is the first time I've been ever so close to one of my sisters besides Olga, me and Maria were forming some kind of bond with one another. We continued to spend time with each other through out the rest of the day.