From The Bank of The Hjalmaaren

Therryana was sitting on the terrace of her bedroom facing the Lake of Hjaelmaren in 1989. Her maid, the lovely Britta, was combing her shining black hair always making her like the 19th century English Queens despite her Russian blood. Britta has taken care of her since she was five years old, and each passing day was it love that Therryana grew on Britta. Therry(her little name) was so sweet Britta could not help but to promise she would take care forever of this lady.

Therryana would spend at least two years of her youth here in the forest of Sweden due to her health. Father told her that Arthur,her brother, would visit her at least once in two weeks when he was out of his equestrian competition to keep her company and less lonely. Apart from the young doctor who would regularly check on her, there were also Miguel Fortissimo the Italian chef to cook her healthy (mostly salmon) foods, and of course Britta, and Beatrice, the androginy gardener to take care of her favourite roses.

But today she was expecting another company. Her only girl cousin, and thus that might makes her the favourite cousin of Therryana's, would come to visit. She called her Anny.

Anny and Therry have spent two years together in a boarding school in Switzerland, where Anny's father grew chocolate and sold cheese fondues. She knew her as much as she knew her own diary, and so did Anny. They admired each other and planned to travel the world together in their gap year after high school.

There was rather an uneasy secret Therryana kept from Anny. It was about her other brother, Albert Davidovich.

Albert seemed to be very fond of Anny.

He even spared his time at present to pay her(Therryana) a visit, something which was rather surprising, yet so awkward for Therryana given he seemed to never pay her too much attention compared to his physics books. Therryana felt like it was rather because Anny would be there too.

Therryana felt a little jealous to Anny. She wanted her brother to care more for her too.

Therryana casted a look at the far tip of the Great Lake in front of her. She missed everyone: Father, Mother, Arthur, Albert, and her beloved cousin... Anny.