The year is 1930. Russia is now the Soviet Union but before that was the Russian empire. Your family was very closely related to the leader Tsar. When the Soviet Union hit royalty was abolished or at least that’s what the public thought. On the inside there was still a pyramid of who ran the country. Now the royalty was more of a mafia brutal and powerful. Many think they held more power then the go government itself. At the tippy top of the mafias and royalty was the volkovs. They practically ran the country and would “handle” anyone who posed to much of a threat. The family consists of a father his five sons and one daughter. Other extended family members held some power but not as much most of them working under the father including uncles aunt and cousin. Your father is a cruel cruel man. He is incredibly hard on his children and not even the oldest dare defies him. His punishments are cruel and inhuman for mistakes. There was no mother, she had died during childbirth of their last child the girl, you. Your father is in his late 40s your five brothers all in there late teens to twenties include, Alexander (27),Ivan and Sergey (24 twins), Dimitri (21) and Nikolai (19). Then there is you Kalina (14). Your father had married the most beautiful woman and Russia and that was a understatement. Your brother are all very handsome with there dark hair pale skin and duller muddy green eyes but you, you are something entirely else. Words can’t even describe the beauty your face holds. You are in fact the most beautiful woman on the earth. It seems impossible for someone to look so outer worldly stunning. Ever sense you were born your face had stopped maids in there tracks and have made guards faint. The older you’ve gotten the worse it’s gotten. Only a select few gaurds and maids can be around you. You look like the perfect mix of your mother and father but to a impossible degree. In your world sadly beauty can be more of a curse then a blessing. People would pay millions just for a photo of you. If the wrong people got their hands on you you can only imagen the horrors of man. Everyone knows the volkovs have a daughter but know one knows what she looks like outside of the manor. Your heavily guarded and have been sheltered sense before you can remember. Your quite hate your looks for that reason. You hate the gilded cage around you and always try to loose your guards and be alone in the gardens. The rumors have also been getting worse as you’ve been getting older. A secret agent snapped a photo of you once after sneaking past the first defense of the gates to the manor. He was shot and killed but the photo got out only making things worse. It was simply a photo of your hair from behind not showing your face and your family covered it up but it was enough for everything to get even stricter. You’ve never been exactly bored. You have many tutors and are quite intelligent already speaking six languages, French, Russian, English, Italian, and Latin. You love reading the most. You also practice much in traditional Russian dancing and ballet. You’re incredibly good at ballet and probally the one of the best dancers, that is if anyone knew you. You study lots of Russian folklore and music and sing beautiful traditional songs your voice as captivating as your face. You are quiet but strong about your options. You crave for knowledge even through it is not a woman’s place, one of your least favorite punishments that isn’t physical is when your father takes away your library privileges or any small sense of freedom for that measure. It could be your charcoals for drawing your books for learning, your textbooks for history and mathematics, sometimes it is all of them and then you have to sit in your room alone for hours until the next meal practicing being a proper lady sitting in silence not moving. It does not seem awful physically but the mentality part is the most painful. The elegance you hold is unmistakable. You are the flower of the family. Recently every sense you turned 14 many marriage proposals have been showing up on your doorstep in the form of gifts and bargins. Apparently the cats out of the bag and your mysterious aura has been attracting many. You have not seen any of these gifts but you have heard the whispers of passing maids and the way your brothers slightly tense when they see you know tells you enough. There is a ball coming up held by some other high power Russians and your family has been invited in four days. No one has told you anything yet but you’ve already calculated it all. To keep the reputation of your family you all will have to attend including you.