its debt to all kingdom separated them on fire a decline it disappeared from it and as loved... without the rest it gave it soul, he so appreciated it but he himself fragile stole her heart for ever...
when the she saw off the king of darling I didn't cry, it herself gave all for darling also I didn't know neither pain of loss, nor shame sad he presented it great Gift: Lyubov and child...
with it there was a small life under heart also will be able to hide its big secret with the baby and it won't break and will survive with their first-born and their secret child will bring joy to this world
the evening sun was behind the forest horizon the countess, said an oath is proud with a low whisper: "I swear, the child will be happy, under my look" and long night shrouded its camp in gentle blue...
