The snowflakes outside the Winter Palace gradually slow down in their descent to the ground, falling on Alexander's shoulders and atop his Ushanka fur hat.
The Winter Palace and the surrounding area were covered in silence. The only source of the noise was the engine of his state care that stopped in front of him.
One of the imperial guards opened the door for him. Alexander stepped forward, entering the vehicle as a small smile graced his face. Once he was seated inside, the car began moving towards the St. Petersburg Central Bank.
Rolan, who was in the driver's seat, asked Alexander who was peering through the window, enjoying the white scenery.
"Sir, may I ask the reason why you want to visit the Central Bank?"
"It's a personal business that I've been thinking of months ago."
"Personal business huh? Well sir a piece of advice, when you are planning to visit a place, please tell me in advance. I can't have my men scout the roads we'll be taking in just short notice. Especially when the trip is covert."
"I can't afford to draw unwanted attention, Rolan, specifically for this trip. As I've just said, it's personal. We go to the bank and leave the bank. Easy as that."
Rolan let a white misty smoke out of his mouth as he sighed. Alexander could never understand the danger he was in, especially when the Black Hand terrorist group are still active.
"Okay sir, but please promise me that in the future, you'll tell me in advance,"
Alexander simply nodded as he acknowledged Rolan's reminder. He understands why he has to take this seriously as it is his job to protect him from any unwanted threats lurking around the capital.
Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the Central Bank. Before stepping out of the vehicle, Rolan turned around and face Alexander and handed him something.
Alexander arched a brow upon seeing the item in his hand. It was a revolver.
"This is a precautionary measure, sir," Rolan said, motioning Alexander to grab the revolver from his hand.
Alexander slowly reached out to the gun and grabbed it.
"Why do I need this?" Alexander asked while looking at the revolver.
"Because sir there's only the two of us. I believe that you know how to use it right? The shooting skill that you displayed during our visit to the naval base shows that I can trust you carrying that."
"I understand," Alexander nodded, putting the gun inside his trench coat.
"And also stay close to me sir. Who knows what danger is lurking around here. I didn't have the time to scout the perimeter to assess for a potential threat. You know the drill, sir."
"I know, I know...I'll keep myself close to you at all times," Alexander said.
"Okay then, let's go inside sir,"
Alexander nodded in agreement and got out of the vehicle after the short brief.
Looming over them was a neoclassical building, this was the Central Bank of St. Petersburg. Underneath it was a vault that contains the riches of the Romanoff family.
Alexander and Rolan walked inside the bank.
There weren't a lot of people inside the bank, making it a convenient time for the both of them knowing that they won't spend more time waiting in line.
"Welcome gentleman to the St. Petersburg Central Bank. How may I help you?" The receptionist immediately stood up from his seat and greeted him.
"I want to speak to the bank manager. Is he available?"
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Reincarnated as an Imperial Prince
Historical FictionA scientific genius named Thomas Harrier was transmigrated to an imperial prince body after a car accident that took his life. He found out that he is in a world similar to our own with a timeline akin to early twentieth century. The body that he is...
