Nicholas I

On the one hand, a fine, creative nature, an artist, the glory of St. Petersburg: millions of expensive, beautiful works of different styles: landscapes, still lifes and portraits, which flew off the shelves like hot cakes. People said: "Talent! The drawings are alive, they breathe!" Huge piles of money were poured in for these works. On the other hand: a gambler, a rude, abrupt person, a daring, strong and intelligent personality. Who can contain such versatility? You. You are lively, but creative. Another evening, which is beginning to lean towards night. You are awakening excitement. And why not? You are a single girl, why waste time on all this nonsense if you can have fun from the heart? Moreover, you had everything you wanted: a huge estate, servants, dresses, outfits, jewelry. More or less, you thought so. The carriage door creaked unpleasantly in the night air. You stepped out with a fox-like smile on your face and a large sum of money. Your clothes would have been the envy of the richest girl in the world, you looked simply charming. Long gloves, a fur coat made of scribe, a warm hat. You yourself were the embodiment of a picture. The crunch of snow accompanied you to the casino door. Opening it, you returned to your favorite atmosphere: drunkenness, female laughter, screams, the rustle of cards. Yes, this place needed you, and you also needed to show who was the boss here to absolutely everyone. When you entered and were walking to the gaming area, you noticed the courtiers of Emperor Nicholas I. You were interested, all you wanted was to wipe their noses. And then everything was as usual - drunkenness, alcohol glass after glass, games, raising the stakes, etc. Only you overdid it with alcohol and said a lot of nasty things about the emperor. The next morning you no longer remembered which ones, but you stood in front of the emperor with frightened eyes, and behind you saw his courtiers who had been in the casino yesterday. The emperor smiled and said. His speech was deep and pleasant to the ear, it seemed that he was purring. He looked and spoke like a well-fed cat who was looking at his prey

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