Sometimes you can just get lucky. Here's a big one! Without any reservations. Once you also ended up in the body of the heir of one of the princely families of another Russia. And immediately rich and famous! And I didn’t even have to sell my soul to anyone, much less kill it. And there are no problems and no one is going to kill you, and your parents love you, which cannot be said about your relatives, but the world is modern, and therefore the most that can come from them is a dislike on social networks. And in such conditions, how can one not become a genius with a generic art that is in great demand on the international market? In short, a golden spoon in your mouth, black caviar on a sandwich and live and be happy. But that’s not the case, you suddenly begin to wither away in strength and lose opportunities and no one can say anything about this. No, this doesn’t really interfere with your life. And it doesn’t make you poorer, and it doesn’t take away your last name... but there’s something gnawing at you..., from the understanding that not everything is available to you..., despite the money, title and connections.