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Staring up at Feliks for a moment, the blonde could hardly believe that the forger had actually worked in the palace. How the mighty have fallen--though she supposed she was no better, being a nobody in the streets actually thinking she could pass as royalty. This was crazy, right? Her eyes flickered back to the tapestry behind Feliks, briefly lingering on the oldest once again. Her face gave her an odd feeling, constricting her chest. 

Truthfully, she was full of doubts. Doubt that the Dowager Empress would recognize her as Katerina. Doubt that despite Feliks' assistance she could pass as a fake princess. Despite her initial thought that they would get turned away at worst, honestly it [i]could[/i] be worse. Could they go to prison? What was the sentence for impersonating royalty? What if Feliks' direction was wasted on her? 

And yet she couldn't bring herself to actually say 'no'.

Drawing in a shaky breath, Katya nodded, hardly believing that she was agreeing to this. [color=FFE4B5]"Yeah. Yeah!"[/color] A flurry of both nerves and excitement fluttered about in her stomach. [color=FFE4B5]"So, when do we start?"[/color]