Reincarnated as an Imperial Prince

True Nature

It's been thirty minutes since Alexander's surgery started.

Christina was escorted back to the Winter Palace where she can execute her duty as Ruthenia Empire's temporary head of state.

Fortunately, her two sisters, Tiffania and Anastasia were already sleeping, so no one will nag about her wondering why they were not told to come and the reason why she was asked to come by Alexander.

It's already 9 in the evening yet the meeting with her brother's ministers will start at 30 minutes.

The place where she'll be debriefed by them is at her brother's administrative office, a place where Alexander spent most of his time dealing with bureaucratic manners.

With a file on her hand containing sophisticated information about the Ruthenia Empire, she stepped into her brother's office.

She stared somberly as her gaze fell on the empty chair behind the desk. She stepped forward and started to lay a hand on an empty wooden desktop.

Then slowly lifting her free arm, she rested her hand on the chair's back where her brother usually sits during work hours.

Memories of her brother flitted past her mind; memories of her visiting him while he was busy doing his work. Memories where she often brings him his afternoon snacks as he works tirelessly in this room.

It's hard to imagine that there would be a person in this country who would harm her brother who was breaking his back trying to get the country back on its feet. Her brother sacrificed most of his time serving the people better giving hope and a future.

And now, he's lying on a surgical table, uncertain whether he'll survive or not. Her eyes burned with fury at whoever did this to him.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

Time passed quickly. And when she finally snapped out of her thoughts, her brother's prime minister approached the door and called her name.

"Your Majesty, we are ready to report to you now," Sergei announced before pushing open the door and walking inside, bowing slightly in respect.

The other ministers followed suit until they all gathered around Sergei. Christina bowed to them too and sat down on his brother's chair and faced them. She opened her files and looked for any relevant information regarding the Empire.

"Okay, let's get to work. Who's first?" Her voice carried a tone of authority as she glanced at them.

The Minister of Finance raised his hand.

"The people are panicking, Your Majesty. I've received a report on one of our major banks that the people are withdrawing their money from their account after they received news about assassination attempt on His Majesty Alexander Romanoff. This could be catastrophic to our economy," Vladimir reported with a shaky voice and continued.

"If everyone withdraws their money at the same time, the banks will collapse. I suggest that you authorize closing the bank immediately for at least two or three days until the dust is settled," Vladimir concluded.

Christina nodded. "I understand, I'll authorize it."

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Vladimir bowed gratefully.

"Okay, who's next?"

"Due to the recent attempt on His Majesty's life, St. Petersburg is on lockdown to catch the perpetrator who tried to kill our Emperor. But I've received word just now that we've captured him and are at the police station for interrogation. I suggest that we lift the lockdown to appease the citizens of the capital that the suspect is in our hands and there's nothing to worry about," said Minister of Internal Affairs Dmitri Kaniv.