Chapter 2: Papa.
I could hear someone calling my name, but I only had eyes and ears for my papa. His eyes seem to look me up and down. Papa had not changed since I had saw him last. He wore a uniform had they made him Czar again? Someone laid a hand on my shoulder and I jumped. I looked next to me to see who it was. Mr. Vólkov had stood up and walked over to me.
“What is it Ann?” He asked.
“Ella sent me to see if you wanted tea, sir” I replied. Mr. Vólkov nodded his head then set back down. Papa was still looking at me....
“And Ann?” Mrs. Vólkova asked.
I turned to her. Mama and Maria were talking still; nether seemed to know I was there. Just like they would with a maid. You are a maid.
“Yes, Miss?” finally they looked up at me. Mama stared at me. Just as Papa had done. Would they believe me if I told them who I was?
“Please asked Ella when Dinner will be ready?” She replied. I nodded my head the walked out.
As I walked in to the kitchen, I quickly told them walk the Vólkovs had said. Then ran to my room.
I’ve seen my family, I’ve seen them. I set on my bed and covered my face with my hands and cried. I hear my door open, and someone walk to my bed. They stopped in front up me. Who was it? Resa? Ella? I did not want to talk to them. And I didn’t look up. They set next to me, but still, I didn’t look up.
“You must promises not to tell anyone what I am about to tell you” I started with out looking up “I was not always poor. My Papa was a great man, like the Czar. Men came to him for help. He was known everywhere in Russia. But he ones told me that he would give it all up for his family. And out of us four girls, me and Papa had something special. When ever I was sad, papa would come to my room. And he would sit on my bed and just listen to me talk about whatever I was sad about. And he’d hold me close and rock me back and forth and sing me to sleep. As he always did”
I smiled, yes I still remembered that last time he had. I had been crying, just like I was tonight. And he had walked in and set with me. And I had told him how scared I was and how I didn’t want to lose my family and I didn’t want to be alone. And Papa had set there, just listening till I was done. Then he had put his hands on both sides of my face, so I was looking him in the eyes and said “Nastya, even if we are apart, we will always be family. And will always find a way back to each other” then he had pulled me close and just held me till I was asleep. I was crying harder now. As if I had not cried in years.
“I miss him so much! I have wandered if he knows I’m alive. Or if he is alive. And do my sister’s miss me? Or Mama? And what of baby? Dose he wander where I am?” who ever was beside me moved closer. And an arm went around my shoulder. I leaned into them. “I sometimes dream about them. Papa is always sad, and Mama is crying” I sighed, and they held me closer. “And then tonight. Seeing the Czar, I saw my papa. My sweet papa.” I dried my eyes and looked up at…Papa!?
“You’re Majesty!” I jumped up from the bed.
My face was red with embarrassment. I can’t believe I just told Papa that! Dose he know it’s me? Papa smiled at me and nodded. Then he patted the place next to him. He knows…
“My dear child, There is no reason to be scared” He said I set back down.
“I’m sorry, Sir. I thought you were someone else.” I said Papa…
“It is fine, child. But I have come to ask you something” papa replied
“What is it sir?” I asked what I silly question Anastasia. You know what it is. He knows…
“who are you child?” I opened my mouth to say Ann. But he stopped me “the truth, please” he knows…knows I’m not Ann...
“Sir, I am just the maid. Ann” “silly Nastya, you can’t lie to me” I remembered him say that last time I had lied. He frowned his brow. I could see the disbelieve in his eyes.
“Please, I must know. Who are you? I think that I know you” Of course you know me, Papa. More tears ran down my face. But would you believe me? Papa frowned at the site of my tears.
“What is it?” he asked “why are you crying?” I wiped away the tears.
“because, I know you would not believe me, Sir” I replied. Papa smiled
“Try me” he said