Reincarnated as Nikolai II

Chapter 81 The Great House of Romanov (1)

my sister got divorced.

"are you alright?"

"...i'm sorry. and thank you for allowing it."

"there's nothing to be sorry about. it's the family elders who made things difficult for you."

our youngest, despite becoming a proper grand duchess, is still as delicate as ever.

rather than my stuffy room, i made a spot with olga on the refreshing garden lawn.

olga had married the duke of oldenburg through introductions from our mother and relatives, but it seems she wasn't very happy.

having returned to the palace, olga was still suffering from guilt and depression. discover stories at empire

looking at the gloomy olga, i brought up a different topic.

"do you love him? kulikovsky?"

"h-how did you know, brother?"

"how could i not notice when you've kept him close for two years? if anything, director sekerenskiy had a hard time hiding that fact."

an unwanted marriage.

and finding new love during marriage.

while i couldn't entirely praise her actions, olga seemed to have her own circumstances.

"...the duke and i never shared a bedroom. for four whole years."

"i heard rumors he was homosexual."

"i don't know. that mansion where not even a word was exchanged was just terrible."

i can understand why the duke easily accepted the divorce. he probably had no interest in olga either, as it was just a political marriage.

i think it was around then. when olga started wearing hussar uniforms and riding clothes.

perhaps it was an expression of both rebellion and love for kulikovsky.

"but it can't be, right? i know. i'm content with how things are now."

"all i can give you is permission. i married anna ignoring the noble marriage law, so how could i not do the same for you? but this is as your brother. as tsar, i'll have to strip you of your titles and deny you dowry and pension according to imperial law."

"...i was prepared for that much."

"you already knew what i was going to say."

"my sister-in-law said you definitely wouldn't oppose it."

"tsk."

smack, smack-

"anyone would see you as scum abusing your power to steal a subordinate's woman! if you weren't royalty, you'd have been sent to a camp long ago!"

what's even more infuriating is that their affair started when the aftermath of last year's russo-japanese war hadn't even ended.

while some risk their lives fighting for the country on the battlefield, this bastard is safe and fooling around with women just because he's royalty?

"urgh... haa, lieutenant wulfert and i have already ended things."

"what does it matter when you can't marry her anyway due to the noble marriage law."

"but even you-"

"shut up."

right, this is my fault. all my fault and karma. father raised his children with love, but that was father.

after he passed, as the head of the family, i should have taken responsibility and wielded the stick.

"i'm sorry! brother, i'm sorry!"

"no, i'm sorry. i should have done this sooner."

at least mother doesn't know yet. if our upright mother knew, she might blame herself thinking she failed in raising all her children.

"mother said it's fortunate there are no children yet!"

"you fucking bastard?"

what the hell is wrong with the house of romanov that all the siblings turned out like this?

can't call him a bastard since father wasn't even alive until mikhail came of age.

no matter how much i hit him, i only get out of breath without my anger subsiding.

the fundamental solution to this problem needs to come from that bastard himself, not me.

"sigh, you damned brother. i'm asking you for the first and last time. please stop seeing her."

"h-her soul is already scarred from one divorce and remarriage. if i abandon her, it would be her third time being hurt by a man- arghhhh!"

"no, brother. just die here."

this son of a bitch, i thought his tastes stayed the same but he evolved further?

an affair with a woman who has marriage-divorce-remarriage (newlywed) experience?

and what kind of woman is sheremety to try switching to the already balding mikhail?

olga's case is understandable given her circumstances, but is it that hard to date and marry normally like me?

did i tell him to keep the noble marriage law or force a political marriage? i was even confident i wouldn't care much about race.