From this moment all in the palace are considered in a state of quarantine, and contact with the outside world is forbidden.
I have burnt the letters I received from Lili Dehn. I sat today with Anya.
Sweet, beloved Treasure.
What relief and joy it was to hear your precious voice only one heard so badly and one listens now to all our conversations. This morning only read the manifest and later another from M. People are beside themselves with misery and adoration for my Angel. A movement is beginning amongst the troops. Fear nothing from Sunny, she does not move -- does not exist. Only I feel and foresee glorious sunshine ahead. See more
God knows what goes on -- here rifles choose their own Commanders and behave abominably to them, don't salute, smoke in the faces of their officers. Don't want to write all that goes on, so hideous it is. The invalids upstairs and downstairs know nothing of your decision -- fear to tell them and also vet unnecessary.
You, my love, my Angel dear, cannot think of what you have and are going through -- makes me mad.
Revolution in Germany, W. killed, Son wounded, one sees all over the freemasons movement.
Live with you, love and adore you. Kiss and embrace so tenderly fondly. God bless and keep you now and ever. Get somebody to bring a line -- have you plans more or less for the moment: God on high will help and new krestopoklonnaya coming. Hold you tight, tight, your very own Wify.
Only this morning we knew that all given over to M. and Baby now safe - such comfort.
Beloved, soul of my soul, my own wee one, ah, how my heart bleeding for you. Love, my Love – it will go well, it must and I don’t waver in my faith. Sweet Angel, oh, me loves you so -- always together, night and day – I feel what you are going through -- and your poor heart. God have mercy, give you strength and wisdom. He won't forsake you. He will help, recompense this mad suffering and separation at such a time when one needs being together. See more
Pavel just came -- told me all. I fully understand your action -- my own hero! I know you could not sign against what you swore at your coronation -- we know each other through and through and need no words - and, as I live, we shall see you back upon your throne, brought back by your people and troops to the glory of your reign.
You have saved your son’s reign and the country and your saintly purity and (Judas Ruzsky) you will be crowned by God on this earth in your country. I hold you tight, tight in my arms and will never let them touch your shining soul. I kiss, kiss, kiss and bless you and always understand you.
Beloved, precious Light of my Life, Grammatin and Soloviev are going off with 2 letters hoping that at least they can reach you to bring you and get news. It's more than maddening not being together - but souls and hearts are more than ever - nothing can tear us apart, though they just wish this, that is why they won't let you see me until you have signed a paper of theirs - responsible ministers or Constitution. See more
The nightmare is that having no army behind you, you may be forced into it - but such a promise is 'null' when once in power again - they meanly caught you like a mouse in a trap - unheard of in history - and it kills me the vileness and humiliation: the young men will tell you clearly the whole situation which too complicated to write and I give only some letters which can be burned or easier hidden away.
But God Almighty is above everything and loves his pomazannik bozhiy and will save and bring you to your right again. Your little family is worthy of you, so brave and quite. Now the Eldest and Cow also know everything, we had to hide it, so they sure very ill indeed, such coughs, sick without end & feeling terrible.
There are absolutely no messages from St. Petersburg. This is very unpleasant. The Duma is closed, I wonder why. They say that this is definitely her! Another terrible mistake in such a moment! You truly have to be mad to assume such responsibility.
Thanks for the news. Am glad everything is all right with you. Hope to be at home tomorrow morning. Embracing you and the children. God save you.
-9°C. I had lunch upstairs with Lily. Horrible things are happening in St Petersburg. Revolution.
My own Treasure,
Tender thanks for your dear letter. This will be my last one. How happy I am at the thought of meeting you in two days. I had much to do & therefore my letter is short. See more
After the news of yesterday from town – I saw many faces here with frightened expressions. Luckily Alexeev is calm, but finds a very energetic man must be named to make the ministers work for the fond question, coal, railings. That is right of course.
God bless you, my beloved Sunny! I cover your sweet face with kisses, also the children. Give her my love.
Ever your own, Nicky
Many thanks letter. Leave tomorrow 2.30. Guard cavalry from nov ordered at once for town. God grant vicissim (disarders). Troops shall soon be stopped. Always near you. Tender love to all.
The sun shines so brightly and I felt such peace and tranquility next to his precious grave! He died to save us.
Told much about the disorders in town (I think over 200,000 people) -- find that one does not keep good order. But I wrote all this yesterday, forgive me, I am foolish. But one ought to arrange card system for bread (as in every country now) as one has it for sugar some time and all are quiet and got enough. Our people are idiots. See more
A poor gendarme officer was killed by the crowd a few other people too. That gaping public does harm, well dressed people, wounded soldiers and so on, koursistki etc. who egg on others. Things were very bad yesterday in town - 120 arrests - 30 people, chief leaders and Lelianov drawn to account for speeches in the city's Duma. The ministers and some right members of the Duma had a council last night to take severe measures and they are full of hope that tomorrow it will be calm, they had intended to set up barricades etc.
Ever, sweet Nicky, your old Sunny
Loving thanks dear letter. Also Anastasia. And news. Glad they dont feel bad. Tenderest love to all.
Loving thanks telegram. Shall leave callidus. Have settled all necessary questions here. Sleep well. God bless you.
My precious, darling treasure! The strikes and disturbances in the city are beyond provocative. It is a campaign of hooliganism – little boys and girls running about shouting they have no bread, simply in order to create excitement; workers stopping others from doing their work. If the weather were very cold, they would all probably be sitting at home. But it will all pass and settle down, as long as the Duma behaves itself.
Tender thanks dear letter. Marie also. Thought never leave you. Cold, windy, rather grey weather. Send you and invalids my fondest love.
My precious! Yesterday there were disturbances on Vasilievsky Island and on Nevsky Prospect, because the poor tried to storm the baker’s shops.
May God bless you and keep you. I send countless kisses from your warmly devoted and passionately loving dear old Wifey.
Best thanks two wires. Please do not overwork yourself running between invalids. Train is late because of snowstorm. Cough less. Tenderest kisses to all.