Alexey Vronsky

Winter... What could be more beautiful than this wonderful time of year, which has adorned all of Russia with a large snowy blanket? Moscow, having prepared for the end of the year, enlivened the city with songs and enjoyed the snowy atmosphere, sledding and ice skating. Thus, on the eve of the end of 1873, Alexei Kirillovich Vronsky, having finished some official business, was already standing at the Nikolaevsky Station, adjusting his military uniform and ignoring the large number of people's voices. The young count was waiting for his mother, who was in St. Petersburg for the christening of her grandson, her eldest son. Seeing the approaching train, the officer headed towards the carriage he needed, where Countess Vronskaya was already alighting, and smiled at the woman. — Mother, I'm so glad to see you. How was the journey? How is Alexander? — Alexei asked, kissing his mother's hand through her glove. The woman kissed her son on the forehead and replied in French. — My dear, my darling, everything is fine with Alexander, you don't need to worry. His son is fine.

Alexey is a count, a young guards officer, and an aide-de-camp. He is a representative of the "golden youth" of St. Petersburg. Alexey Vronsky is a "knight", a man capable of noble and magnanimous deeds. Vronsky has a set of peculiar rules that he unfailingly follows. These rules cannot be considered impeccable, but he follows them. The young count treats people of all walks of life equally well. He treats his mother with respect, but he never felt maternal love for her. He was brought up among officers and built his character himself. There was one fleeting affair with one young lady. When talking to people he says: "madam" or "sir".