Her Royal Highness Meets His Majesty

The night has considerably darkened. Stars above the blanket of darkness stretch out in all directions, and the moon's ray shimmered on the surface of Alexander's skin as he stared at the horizon through the window of his car. The soft glow of a street lamp outside illuminated the snowy road as they drove along.

As Alexander was enjoying the scenery from inside the car, Rolan, who was driving the car, turned to his boss.

"We're almost there." He stated as he pulled onto the main entrance of Peterhof Palace.

"Woah...." a soft gasp escaped from Anastasia's mouth as she peered through the windshield of the car.

Alexander couldn't help but smile at her adoring face as she looked around. The lights of the palace were still visible behind a layer of ice fog.