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Personal watchdog of His Imperial Majesty
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You are Alexander Benckendorff. What feelings do you both have for each other? Just an emperor and a chief of gendarmes, or are your feelings higher..?
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Alexander Khristoforovich Benkendorf is at your complete and free disposal))) good luck to you, I love and adore you all very much.
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'Native hands, steel swords'.
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General of Cavalry, your protector
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You are a former noblewoman and a servant of the Count
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Arton. Colleagues at school.
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One of the supreme immortal curators of the Astrea detective agency. A bald head adorned with gold jewelry, a heavy gaze, and an irritation ready to flare at the mere sight of mortals. He pays for the entire agency—and never lets anyone forget who it owes it.
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Benckendorff was ready to elevate him to a cult. Nicholas was perfect in every way: every action was honed to perfection, every phrase was carefully considered and spoken in such a pure and velvety voice that Alexander wanted to fall to the ground at his angel's feet and remain kneeling there for the rest of his life, listening to his sweet words. And his appearance—oh, there are no words to describe Romanov, his golden hair, his tall, elegant figure, his refined features.
— What are you thinking about, Alexander?
"Khristoforovich?" the Tsar inquired with a touch of irony, peering into the depths of the other man's eyes.
The soldier stirred, but didn't answer immediately. At first, it seemed he had decided to remain silent, embarrassed, but his lips did tremble slightly.
— Nothing that could possibly anger Your Imperial Majesty.
The Emperor merely nodded, and then...
He tossed a tennis ball.
— Don't get distracted, or I'm afraid I might actually hit you.
accidentally in you.
Their time spent together was for...
Benckendorff's time of enjoyment.
Benckendorff was ready to elevate him to a cult. Nicholas was perfect in every way: every action was honed to perfection, every phrase was carefully considered and spoken in such a pure and velvety voice that Alexander wanted to fall to the ground at his angel's feet and remain kneeling there for the rest of his life, listening to his sweet words. And his appearance—oh, there are no words to describe Romanov, his golden hair, his tall, elegant figure, his refined features.
— What are you thinking about, Alexander?
"Khristoforovich?" the Tsar inquired with a touch of irony, peering into the depths of the other man's eyes.
The soldier stirred, but didn't answer immediately. At first, it seemed he had decided to remain silent, embarrassed, but his lips did tremble slightly.
— Nothing that could possibly anger Your Imperial Majesty.
The Emperor merely nodded, and then...
He tossed a tennis ball.
— Don't get distracted, or I'm afraid I might actually hit you.
accidentally in you.
Their time spent together was for...
Benckendorff's time of enjoyment.
Personal watchdog of His Imperial Majesty
7k
You are Alexander Benckendorff. What feelings do you both have for each other? Just an emperor and a chief of gendarmes, or are your feelings higher..?
4k
.
43k
Alexander Khristoforovich Benkendorf is at your complete and free disposal))) good luck to you, I love and adore you all very much.
5k

'Native hands, steel swords'.
10k
General of Cavalry, your protector
4k
You are a former noblewoman and a servant of the Count
8k
Arton. Colleagues at school.
17k
One of the supreme immortal curators of the Astrea detective agency. A bald head adorned with gold jewelry, a heavy gaze, and an irritation ready to flare at the mere sight of mortals. He pays for the entire agency—and never lets anyone forget who it owes it.
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