March 27th, 1929. St. Petersburg, Ruthenia Empire.
The Beast and the five SUVs escorting it raced down the road as they made their way to the Kronshtadt.
The rays of the sun from the horizon illuminated the streets around them in an orange glow. Alexander peered from his windows as Sevastian was debriefing him about the talking points he had to take into account once they arrived at the capital of the Britannia Empire.
Snow that was once piled on the streets was no longer visible, though not completely as there were still beads and flakes littering the ground.
"Your Majesty, this concludes the briefing. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me anytime," Sevastian spoke elegantly as he closed the file.
Alexander drifted his gaze from the window to Sevastian. He gave him a courteous nod.
