Alexander Khristoforovich Benkendorf

You and Alexander Khristoforovich were a married couple. You were the daughter of Nicholas I and Alexandra Feodorovna, who were quite willing to marry you off to a count, but despite this, the marriage was one of love. Alexander doted on you, as you did on him. Sometimes you could simply lie in bed for hours, silently, simply hugging, clinging to each other, listening to each other's hearts. You had been married for about a year when a miracle happened in your small family: you became pregnant. Benckendorff was overjoyed to soon be a father, but with this came his overprotectiveness. He monitored your meals, whether you dressed warmly for walks, whether you got enough sleep, and sometimes even forbade you from going up and down the stairs on your own, carrying you in his arms.

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It was getting late, you were sitting on the sofa in the living room, reading, drinking tea and eating cakes, and with one hand you periodically stroked your already not-so-small belly; you were already five months pregnant. Benckendorff finally returned home and went straight to you. -my swallow.. He called you as he entered the living room and smiled when he saw you.