A/N: This is only the way I wish it had happened, not the way it actually happened.


Alexandra was sitting with her husband and his parents, watching a Tchaikovsky performance. The ballerina's name was Mathilde Kschessinska, and she was not only beautiful but a very good dancer as well. Alexandra remembered how Nicholas had praised her.

"I first saw her perform four years ago, when I was eighteen," Nicholas had told his wife. "I was very impressed and wanted very badly to meet her. I wasn't able to that time, but hopefully I will get the chance to today."

"You'd already met me two years before that, when I was twelve and you were sixteen," Alexandra had reminded him.

"But we were too young to get engaged then." Nicholas had laughed.

When Alexandra had seen how beautiful Mathilde was, she'd felt very unsettled. A part of her feared what might happen if Nicholas got his wish.

At last the performance was over, and the Imperial family was invited backstage to meet the ballerina.

Mathilde smiled radiantly as she shook hands with Tsar Alexander III and his wife. Then she came to Nicholas.

"Tsarevich Nicholas." Her dark eyes looked into Nicholas' blue ones as she clasped his hands. "I'm deeply honored."

"As am I," Nicholas stuttered. Alexandra had a sinking feeling in her stomach.

Next Mathilde turned to Alexandra. "Hello," she said dismissively, shaking Alexandra's hand indifferently.

"You're attracted to her, aren't you?" Alexandra asked Nicholas later, when they were alone.

"Of course I am," Nicholas said. "She's a very beautiful woman."

Alexandra swallowed a lump in her throat and looked at her feet.

"But not as beautiful as you," Nicholas quickly added. "You're the only woman I could ever love, Alexandra. I'm not like my grandfather. I'm strictly a one-woman man."

Relief flooded through Alexandra. "So even if she were to offer herself to you, you would refuse her?"

"Of course I would. I would never be unfaithful to you, Sunny."

"I love you, Nicky."

"I love you too."

They hugged and kissed, and everything was all right again.