March 7, 1929. St. Petersburg Railway Station. A train carrying hundreds of passengers stopped as it arrived at the terminal.
The door opened and the chilly breeze of the city welcomed them.
One of the passengers of the train was Rolan, who wore a conspicuous suit that consisted of the traditional uniform of the Chief of Staff of the Imperial Guards of the Winter Palace. He carried luggage in both of his hands. For others, it looked heavy but to him, it was just as light as a feather.
People around him immediately noticed his presence and appearance, as he had appeared a lot on television, standing behind the Emperor of the Ruthenia Empire.
Of course, despite getting unwanted attention from the people around him, he still walked with his usual stride without faltering. He could tell that the others were looking at him from time to time but didn't bother acknowledging their gazes. Unless his guts were implying something.
