Leaving St. Petersburg

Tiffania surprisingly saw Sevastian, his dearest brother's National Security Advisor, inside the Beast.

"Uncle Sevastian? Are you coming with us?" Tiffania asked. 

"No, I'm staying in St. Petersburg, Your Imperial Highness. This is where I work. I just came here to see you leave the city, right, Your Majesty?" 

"That's right," Alexander said as he sat on the comfy leather seat of the Beast. "Do you have something I can pass the time for?"

"There is one, Your Majesty but your little sister doesn't have the code-word clearance." 

"Code word clearance," Alexander scoffed after hearing that word. "Sevastian, you know my sister right? Does she look like a princess who is going to disclose sensitive information to other countries?" his gaze flickered to Tiffania. "Do you?" 

"Why would I, dearest brother? Do you want me to cover my ears or get out of the car so I can't hear your classified conversation?"