Prince Vsevolod Ivanovich of Russia - Exile

Exile

After spending sometime recuperating in Stockholm royal palace, they moved to a small spa town in Sweden. There, in 1919, Vsevolod was reunited with his mother. They moved to Paris and eventually went to live in Belgrade with his paternal grandfather King Peter I of Serbia. After his death in 1921 Vsevolod's uncle King Alexander bought a Villa at Cap Ferrat in the south of France for Vsevolod, his mother and his sister. They eventually settled in England.

Prince Vsevolod was educated at Eton and Oxford. He boxed and ran for both Eton and Oxford and was described by a friend as "having a great heart". In October 1933 Vsevolod was operated on for appendicitis in a London nursing home. During the following year, Prince Vsevolod, who was in his early twenties, appeared frequently in social circles. He visited Queen Mary in July 1936, attended the christening of Prince Victor Emmanuel of Italy in June 1937 and presided the Russian Charities ball that December. As Mr Romanof, he ran a business in North London selling lubricants. He was an earnest bespectacled man with slick back hair. By royal standards, he lived very modestly.

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