#otd 107 years ago, the children of the last Tsar of Russia were murdered alongside their parents and loyal servants. The children's only crimes being that they were of Imperial blood.
Remembered now as saints, the five Romanov children; Olga, Tatiana, Maria, Anastasia, and Alexei were just 22, 21, 19, 17, and 13 years old, respectively.
“She was a most amiable girl, and people loved her from the moment they set eyes on her. She took life seriously, and she was a clever girl with a sweet disposition. I think she possessed unusual strength of character.” - Lili Dehn, a close friend of Empress Alexandra Feodorovna, talking about Olga.
“The Grand Duchess Tatiana was as charming as her sister Olga, but in a different way. She has been described as proud, but I never knew anyone less so. With her, as with her mother, shyness and reserve were accounted as pride, but, once you knew her and had gained her affection, this reserve disappeared, and the real Tatiana became apparent. She was a poetical creature, always yearning for the ideal, and dreaming of great friendships which might be hers. The Emperor loved her devotedly, they had much in common, and the sisters used to laugh, and say that, if a favour were required, 'Tatiana must ask Papa to grant it.' She was very tall, and excessively thin, with a cameolike profile, deep blue eyes, and dark chestnut hair... a lovely Rose maiden, fragile and pure as a flower.” - Lili Dehn, a close friend of Empress Alexandra Feodorovna, talking about Tatiana.
“Another time all four of the girls were ill with whooping cough, and they coughed a great deal. Mrs. Eagar told them that they were to be most careful not to cough on anyone, or that person might take the disease from them. One day as little Anastasia, then still an infant, was coughing and choking away, Maria came to her and putting her face close to her said, ‘Baby, darling, cough on me.’ Greatly amazed, Mrs. Eagar asked her what she meant, and Maria said, ‘I am so sorry to see my dear little sister so ill, and I thought if I could take it from her she would be better.” - Mrs Eagar talking about Maria.
"She was also much shorter than her sisters and quite unaccountably lost all interest in her studies. Her teachers called it laziness. But I am not so sure. I think books as books never said much to her. She so wanted to come to grips with life. I know there were many things that troubled her. She hated the Cossack escort always accompanying their outings and so on, but none of it marred her gaiety. That is how I remember her—brimming with life and mischief and laughing so often— sometimes for no reason at all, which is the best kind of laughter. The child was the gayest Romanov of her generation and she had a heart of gold.” - Grand Duchess Olga Alexandrovna talking about her niece, Anastasia.
“Tsarevich Aleksei was an extremely handsome boy. He was svelte, elegant, intelligent, and had unusual presence of mind. He possessed, moreover, other winning qualities: a warm, happy, disposition, and a generous nature which made him eager to be of help and enabled him to quickly establish rapport with others. Despite his easy manner and outgoing personality, the Tsarevich showed a certain firmness of character and independence of mind. At least it was clear that he intensely disliked submitting to the will of others. The Imperial family unanimously considered Aleksei their favorite, and he responded to his parents’ and sisters’ love with equal tenderness and affection.” - Count Alexander Grabbe, talking about Alexei.
“I was a little boy, just twelve years old. I did not know of the evil in people’s souls. Until that sad day of July 17, 1918, my father, Gilliard, Gibbes, and others knew everything, but I knew nothing. Something terrible was going to happen, but I didn’t know what it was… In the last week of July 1918, myself, my father, Gilliard, Gibbes, and others entered the Ipatiev house. There was a terrible scene… The house was in complete chaos; diaries, letters, albums, and other things were strewn all around in the house.. “But where is Ieskela*?” I asked my father, but he stayed silent... I was confused. “Papa, where is my Ieskela?*’– I asked. “They killed him”, he said, and I started to cry. “But how?” – I replied. “They killed the Tsar, the Tsaritsa, and the Grand Duchesses too. They are all dead.” – said my father.” - Kolya Derevenko, a friend of Alexei, recounting when he learnt of the murders.
“We went up to the first floor and immediately saw the Emperor and Empress and all their children who were in the dining room, sitting around the table as though they were having a meeting. We bowed politely, and they responded with a friendly smile. The Grand Duchesses got up immediately and all four rushed into their bedroom to help move their beds for us. As I remember it, they were neither in the least scared, nor in the least sorrowful. Their bright eyes gleamed with happiness, their short hair was in disorder, their cheeks were rosy like apples. They were not dressed like princess in a fairy tale, but wore simple black dresses that weren't very short, with lightweight white silk blouses with rather high necklines.” - Evdokia Simeonova, a cleaning lady at the Ipatiev House, July 1918, recounting her first meeting of the Romanovs.
"I then went to the lower storey, the greater part of which was a basement. I entered with intense emotion the room in which, perhaps, they had died. Its aspect was most sinister. Daylight came in through a window with iron bars across it. The walls and the floor bore marks of bullets and bayonet thrusts. It was quite obvious that a dreadful crime had been committed there, and that several people had been killed. In my despair believed that the Emperor had perished, and, that being the case, I could not believe the Empress had survived him. I had seen her at Tobolsk, when Yakovlev had come to fetch the Emperor, fling herself in the most dangerous place, I had seen her after several hours of agony, when her feelings as a wife and a mother had had a desperate struggle, end by leaving her sick child, though it tore her heart in two, in order to follow her husband, whose life she thought was threatened. Yes, it was quite possible that they had both been killed. And the children? Had they also been massacred? I could not believe it. The idea was too horrible. And yet everything seemed to prove that the victims had been numerous." - Pierre Gilliard, recounting his visit to the Ipatiev House, just days after the brutal murder of the Romanovs.