Chapter 387: Down-and-Out Nobility (2-in-1, Please Subscribe!!!)

A warship from Warsaw docked at the Port of London; the gangplank was lowered, and the Duke of Ivanovich, his hair speckled with white, led his family down the ramp at a slow pace.

When they last met a year ago, the Duke of Ivanovich was still full of vigor, commanding hundreds of thousands of troops, but now, he seemed to have lost his edge, more like an old man whose time was running out.

Accompanying him were the Duke of Tbilisi, Count Shilkov, and other nobility from the Romanov Kingdom. Like the Duke of Ivanovich, they had all become cautious and uneasy.

It should be known that just a year before, they had been at war with the Kingdom of Windsor, and now they were seeking asylum in London. Whether this was good fortune or misfortune, nobody knew.

They had no choice.