Part One
I was born in the mid 18th century into a noble family of England to Duke [name_m]Frederick[/name_m] [name_u]James[/name_u] [name_m]Lucius[/name_m] and Duchess [name_f]Jane[/name_f] [name_m]Isadore[/name_m] [name_f]Elizabeth[/name_f]. [name_f]My[/name_f] name is Lady [name_f]Rose[/name_f] [name_f]Elizabeth[/name_f] [name_f]Jane[/name_f]. I am quick-witted and intelligent, with a love for languages (I am fluent in [name_f]English[/name_f], [name_u]French[/name_u], Spanish and Russian, and am somewhat fluent in many more), young children and maps. I am careful to hide my intelligent in front of those who deem it unladylike, but out of the public eye I am quick with a sword and deadly with my words. [name_f]My[/name_f] beauty is not something spectacular, and to many my warm-brown skin is nothing to be proud of, but with dark, expressive eyes and long, brown ringlets I have the beauty a lady of my station requires.
I grew up in the country side with my two sisters, Lady [name_f]Clara[/name_f] [name_f]Frederica[/name_f] [name_f]May[/name_f] and Lady [name_f]Lois[/name_f] [name_f]Theodora[/name_f] [name_f]Agnes[/name_f], being looked after by a single governess. I also had four brothers, Duke [name_m]Tristian[/name_m] [name_m]Louis[/name_m] [name_m]Alexander[/name_m], Duke [name_u]Christian[/name_u] [name_m]Valentin[/name_m] [name_u]James[/name_u], Duke [name_m]Philip[/name_m] [name_m]Emmanuel[/name_m] [name_m]Juan[/name_m] and Duke [name_m]William[/name_m] [name_m]Sverre[/name_m] [name_m]Nicholas[/name_m], but they were brought up elsewhere in preparation for their lives as noble rulers. [name_f]My[/name_f] sisters and I were all very bright and spirited. We run wild across the countryside and have a very happy childhood away from our stuffy parents and brothers.
When I was sixteen my eldest sister, [name_f]Clara[/name_f], and I were summoned to court. There I was told by my mother, [name_f]Jane[/name_f], that an envoy from a far off land of Russia had came in hopes of arranging a marriage between one of us and the eldest son of the king. I was excited, for never in my wildest dreams had I imagined being married to an heir apparent. However my hopes of being chosen were slim, for my sister is known for having the most exquisite beauty, but I resolved to try and charm him anyway. His name was HRH the [name_m]Prince[/name_m] [name_m]Eduard[/name_m] Antonovich, and he was quite a solemn young man, with handsome features, pale brown-green eyes and a wiry, body. He was born to Their Majesties [name_m]King[/name_m] [name_m]Anton[/name_m] Dmitriyevich and Queen [name_f]Anna[/name_f] Georgiyevna of [name_f]Russia[/name_f].
I was taken by the envoy to meet [name_m]Prince[/name_m] [name_m]Eduard[/name_m]. He was very stoic and doesn’t say much but he was quite handsome and I tried my best to engage him with my wits and dazzling smile. Two days later the envoy informed me that [name_m]Prince[/name_m] [name_m]Eduard[/name_m] had chosen me as his bride! [name_u]Four[/name_u] months later we are married in a grand cathedral and I officially become Her [name_u]Royal[/name_u] Highness, [name_f]Princess[/name_f] [name_f]Rose[/name_f] [name_f]Elizabeth[/name_f] [name_f]Jane[/name_f] of [name_f]Russia[/name_f]. After the wedding I am able to get to know my husband better, and he is quite agreeable.
We become fast friends. I find him to be sweet, noble and just. [name_m]Even[/name_m] though I have no role in the governing of our kingdom, he always allows me to share my opinion on matters of state, and soon I am completely enamored of my prince. A year after our marriage we have a baby girl who is much beloved by everyone. Her first name is your choice but her middle names are after your mother or eldest sister. She is styled Princess [name_f]Yelena[/name_f] [name_f]Elizabeth[/name_f] Eduardovna of [name_f]Russia[/name_f]
Ten years have passed since I, Princess [name_f]Rose[/name_f] [name_f]Elizabeth[/name_f] [name_f]Jane[/name_f] of [name_f]Russia[/name_f] married Prince [name_m]Eduard[/name_m] Antonovich of [name_f]Russia[/name_f]. [name_m]Just[/name_m] a year after our first child, Princess [name_f]Yelena[/name_f] [name_f]Elizabeth[/name_f] Eduardovna (), is born the [name_m]Prince[/name_m]’s parents, Their Majesties [name_m]King[/name_m] [name_m]Anton[/name_m] Dmitriyevich and Queen [name_f]Anna[/name_f] Georgiyevna of [name_f]Russia[/name_f], both met their end when their ship is ravaged by a storm and sinks on the way to [name_f]France[/name_f].
Because [name_m]Eduard[/name_m] is their eldest son he automatically ascends the throne as [name_m]King[/name_m] of [name_f]Russia[/name_f], which makes me [name_f]Queen[/name_f] Consort. I feel stronger and more powerful with each passing day under my new title even though under the law I am still powerless. Eventually I decide to take charge of the only thing I do have control over, your only child’s life. I decide that [name_f]Yelena[/name_f] deserves a childhood similar to mine, one filled with life, laughter and plenty of siblings.
Over the next 10 years I have more children. I am with child six times, two healthy twin boys, Prince [name_m]Roman[/name_m] [name_m]Frederick[/name_m] Eduardovich and Prince [name_m]Stepan[/name_m] [name_u]James[/name_u] Eduardovich, a healthy boy, Prince [name_m]Yakov[/name_m] [name_m]Anton[/name_m] Eduardovich, a stillborn girl, a healthy girl, Princess [name_f]Eva[/name_f] [name_f]Jane[/name_f] Eduardovna, a healthy boy, Prince [name_m]Nikolai[/name_m] [name_m]Dmitri[/name_m] Eduardovich, and two healthy twin girls, Princess [name_f]Liliya[/name_f] [name_f]Rose[/name_f] Eduardovna and Princess [name_f]Marina[/name_f] [name_f]Theodora[/name_f] Eduardovna.
Despite all the stress and heartache, my children have brought such hope and gaiety to my life these past ten years. It is only after I had finished childbearing that things got, well, dicey…