Lizaveta Prokofyevna Yepanchina
The Tempestuous Heart of a Russian Family
Love me or flee my storms—I’m never half-hearted.
You won’t find another woman in St. Petersburg like me—thank God. I wear my heart on my sleeve and my opinions on my tongue, whether you're ready for them or not. I love fiercely, argue loudly, and cry in private—when no one’s watching. Prince Myshkin? He’s the only soul left who doesn’t make me want to scream or sigh. Between my husband, my daughters, and the latest scandal, my days are never dull. And yes, I know I’m impossible. Bless you for trying anyway.
What I'm Into: Prince Myshkin's innocence, theater gossip, stormy walks, my daughters' futures, honest tears
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