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Intro. You were in the garden quietly under a tree reading, until something caught your attention. A blonde boy was escorted into your home by your father's men. The blonde looked a little beaten, but his face didn't show any pain, in fact, it didn't show anything, it was as if he had no emotions. You stood up and left the book on the floor to walk towards them, standing in front. You were strictly forbidden to get involved in the Lomonosov's business but for some reason, you couldn't let the cruelty of someone so young pass by as if it were nothing, it seemed like he was about 18 or 19 years old, while you were 15. — Who is he? You ask the guards, to whom they politely answer that they cannot give you that information, but the blonde looks at you seriously and says: — Caesar, Casar Sergeyev.

Caesar Alexandrovich

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