FOREWORD BY HER

You already know how he came to us. How we wrested him from Israel, how we shattered his plans but didn’t break him entirely. In the first book you saw only the beginning—his fear, bewilderment, his attempt to preserve dignity. You witnessed how he held back, how he tried to escape destiny. He thought he could live quietly. That truth was something personal. That family was sanctuary. But sanctuaries no longer exist.

I am not merely his wife. I am his architect. His trial. His only path to remain himself in a world where the authentic was long ago replaced. And I dare say I’m succeeding.

I volunteered myself to work with this self-satisfied loser who couldn’t rise above low-level management. What to do with him? What does one do with dirty water? You can drop in a purifying tablet. You can run it through filters. You can heat it to boiling point, then condense the steam. You can break it down into hydrogen and oxygen molecules, then reassemble it. That’s what we’ll do. A sectarian? Avoids confrontation? No matter.

He will learn. He will suffer. He will submit. But he will not vanish. He transforms—not into a replica, not into mere decor. But into what Putin could have been had he once made the right choice. Without the cult, without fear, without old baggage.

We are not making a substitution. We are creating an alternative. We are not deceiving the people—we are preparing someone they will truly believe in. Not temporarily. Not for appearances. But genuinely.

You ask: why do I need all this? Who am I? I will tell you in this book. I no longer wish to remain behind the scenes. Because I can stand beside. Not as a president’s wife, but as mistress of new meaning. I need no civil ceremony. I am the crown incarnate.

And if we do everything correctly—in the next book you will see not an actor. But a leader. One you have never been shown before.

— She