Princess Alix (‘Sunny’) of Hesse and by Rhine and Tsesarevich Nicholas, 1894
“So you had a nice splash in your big bath and felt quite happy afterwards; you old baby; but I too enjoy having a nice big one. I should like to have been there when you were suddenly in utter darkness, you would not have had a quiet moment! Are you not counting the seconds till a certain somebody dares cruelly to tickle you again; besides I would have smothered you with kisses.”
- Alix to Nicholas, 10th September 1894
“My own darling Sunny, I get in a mad state of excitement when they bring me your letters, and I don’t know what I would have given, to be able to fly over to you and to cover your sweet face with greedy, burning and loving kisses.”
- Nicholas to Alix, 1st/13th September
“Some things came from Mme Flotov for me to try on; I felt so funny putting on such smart undergarments and nightgowns, don’t be shocked my mentioning them. [...] Gretchen would be shocked if she knew my mentioning such clothings to you. I suppose I ought to be shyer and primmer with you, like with others, but somehow I can’t.”
- Alix to Nicholas, 14th
“You old monkey, how dare you say you will kiss me without my permission as much as you like! I never heard of such impudence before! You better not try it, otherwise my revenge will be most terrible. Oh, dear one. I long for you more and more, especially now that you could not come as soon as intended. What joy when we then at last do meet and I can clasp you in my arms and gaze into your precious face and beautiful tender eyes, and kiss you gently, always more and more, till there is no escaping for you no more. When once I have got you, you will not be free again so soon. I shall smother you with kisses!”
- Alix to Nicholas, 23rd
“Why would you look at me at the balls so sternly in 1889 - I can’t forget the impression that constant gaze of the ‘oceans’ made upon me. I remember not being able to make out what it meant? Joy, despair, astonishment, shyness - overcame me, but still the gaze went on piercing me through and through burning me, stirring up hope and fear, joy and sorrow! You were an enchantress then, my sweet one. The state I’m in - a sort of gelatine.”
- Nicholas to Alix, 11th/23rd









