Meanwhile, at the Grand Kremlin Palace, Alexander's office.
Christina and Rolan stood in a line, enduring the grudging humiliation as Alexander reprimanded them for their rashness.
"You two are out in the open, enjoying as if there's no danger present around you. Rolan, you know better that my family is a target by the world's dangerous terrorist organization and yet you let her come with you."
"I apologize, Your Majesty, I believe there's no good explanation as to how I can explain this matter to you. As the Chief of Staff of the Imperial Guards tasked to protect the Royal Family, I will take responsibility and take whatever judgment you deemed necessary." Rolan bowed his head respectfully.