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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova.   Revelation

            to recognize the fairy-tale beautiful and ever smiling miracle-queen who the young
            Axel loved more than anything, sat on the wooden stove-bench with a straw mattress...
            He was in the room too, punch-drunk by what he saw, noticing nothing, bending his
            knees, pressing his lips to her still beautiful white hand, unable to utter a word... He
            came in absolute despair, having tried everything possible and impossible in the world
            to save her and having lost the last hope of doing so...






































                                                Marie Antoinette in prison
             Nevertheless, he again was ready to offer his last, already almost impossible, help...
            He was obsessed with only one aspiration: to save her, despite everything... He just
            could not allow her to die, because his life, which he did not need without her, would
            be over...

                  They looked silently at each other, trying to hide disobedient tears which rolled
            down their faces leaving narrow paths on the cheeks... They could hardly take their
            eyes off each other, because they knew that if he failed to help her, it would be the
            last time they looked at each other...
                  The bald jailer stared at the visitor broken with grief and looked at the sad scene
            of other’s sorrow, having no intention whatsoever of turning away his impertinent
            gaze...
                  The picture disappeared and we saw another, worse than the previous one – a
            yelling crowd, terrifying in its brutality, armed with lances, knives and guns, was
            pitilessly crushing a magnificent palace…

                  Then  Axel  appeared  again.  This  time  he  stood  near  the  window  in  a  very
            elegantly  decorated  and  exquisitely  furnished  room.  The  "friend  from  childhood"
            Marguerite, who we saw with him in the beginning, stood next to him. But now her
            arrogant coldness had vanished somewhere and her beautiful face expressed concern


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