"'And the dynasty. Don't forget that,' my mother interrupted. 'It is for the house of Romanov, and for you, Nicky.'
My father smiled gently, as he always did when reminded that he, the emperor, was the focus of veneration. 'My people are loyal,' he said. 'They may complain, they may go on strike and march in protest and even throw bombs, but when the nation needs them, they respond.'"