Reincarnated as an Imperial Prince

Two weeks ago, Alexander promised that he will take his son and daughter on a trip to see the real world. And now he is going to uphold that promise. Andrei and Anya's things were being packed up by the servants of the Winter Palace with clothes enough for a four-day stay.

His schedule wasn't exactly as busy as the times before, so he was able to take a four-day leave with his children.

While his children were preparing themselves in their bedrooms, Alexander on the other hand was having his romantic moments with his wife.

They sat beside each other on the bed. Alexander's arms were on her while he snuggled into her neck. They whispered sweet nothings and laughed quietly, enjoying each other's company before the trip.

As they sat there, Alexander couldn't help but feel grateful for his family. He had worked hard to get to where he was, but it was all worth it to be able to provide for his loved ones. He was determined to make this trip a memorable one for his children, to show them the beauty and wonder of the world beyond the Winter Palace.

"Keep your eyes peeled on Anya okay? You know she's energetic and may be out of your sight the moment you take your eyes away from her," Sophie reminded.

"Don't worry, I won't let her out of my sight," Alexander reassured her with a smile.

After a while, they heard a knock on the door. It was Rolan.

"Sir, the cars are ready and waiting outside," Rolan informed. Alexander and Sophie got up from the bed and made their way to their children's bedrooms. They found Andrei and Anya already dressed and excitedly waiting for them.

My apologies for the confusion. Let me continue from where we left off:

As Alexander and Sophie entered their children's rooms, they found Andrei and Anya already dressed and waiting for them.

"Okay, who's ready for a great adventure?" Alexander asked with a smile.

"Me, father!" Anya exclaimed, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

Andrei nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. He wasn't as excitable as his older sister, but Alexander could see the anticipation in his eyes.

"Let's go then," Alexander said, taking Anya's hand.

They made their way outside of the Winter Palace, where the Black SUVs and Presidential Limo were waiting for them. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the landscape.

The vehicles were lined up in front of the palace, a stark contrast to the grandeur and opulence of the Winter Palace. The Black SUVs and the Beast were sleek and modern, standing out against the traditional architecture of the palace.

As the family made their way to the cars, the warm sun beat down on them, casting long shadows across the ground. The air was filled with the sound of birds singing and the distant hum of traffic, a reminder that they were leaving the secluded sanctuary of the palace and venturing out into the world beyond.

Alexander held Anya's hand as she eagerly jumped into the backseat of the Beast. Andrei followed more cautiously, taking in the surroundings with a quiet intensity. Sophie settled into the plush seat beside Alexander, a look of contentment on her face as she watched her family.

The Beast was a sleek and modern vehicle, with all the amenities befitting the Emperor's status. The leather seats were soft and comfortable, and the windows were tinted to provide privacy and security.

As they drove through the city, people stopped and stared at the Beast being escorted by a convoy of Black SUVs. It was a rare sight to see the Emperor out, and many wondered where he was headed.

After ten minutes, they arrived at the St. Petersburg International Airport.

As they pulled up to the airport, the sound of jet engines roared in the distance, signaling the arrival of their plane. The plane was a copy of the VC-25, painted in the colors of the Imperial Crest, with a golden eagle emblazoned on its tail.

The family stepped out of the Beast and were greeted by the airport staff who escorted them to the plane. Alexander's Imperial Guards were on high alert, scanning the area for any potential threats.

As they were heading towards the plane, Rolan walked up beside him. He leaned in and whispered.

"Your Majesty, I actually have something to tell you about Her Imperial Highness, Christine."

"Oh?" Alexander mused. "What about her?"

"Well…the thing is…" Rolan paused, hesitating if he would tell it to the Emperor now or later. His heart raced with nervousness, but he knew that it was his duty to inform Alexander of anything related to the Imperial family, and it was a personal one.

Alexander looked at Rolan, waiting for him to continue. He sensed that whatever Rolan had to say was important.

"If this is something important, I would appreciate it if you could inform me about it now," Alexander said with a calm but firm tone. "But if it can wait until later, then I trust that you will inform me at the earliest opportunity."

Hearing that, Rolan decided to inform him later.

The interior of the plane was reminiscent of Air Force One, with polished wood paneling, soft lighting, and plush leather seats. The cabin was spacious, providing ample room for the family to move around and relax during the flight. The seats were arranged in a comfortable layout, with a mix of individual seats and larger sofas for lounging. The cabin was fitted with the latest technology, including large screens for entertainment and communication systems to keep the family connected to the outside world. The plane was also equipped with a fully-stocked bar and a gourmet kitchen, where the family's personal chef had prepared a variety of delicious meals and snacks for their journey.

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"Okay, Andrei, Anya, I believe this is where we part," Sophie said, stroking the cheek of her children.

"Eh?! You are not coming, mama?" Anya asked, her beaming eyes fading slightly. "I'm afraid not, my love," Sophie replied gently. "I have some business to attend to back at the palace. And the trip anyways was for the both of you, not for us whole."

"Don't worry, mama can come with us on our future travels. But for now, she can't, she has matters to attend to as she is the mother of the Ruthenia Empire."

Anya pouted slightly, but Alexander placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "We'll have lots of fun, don't worry," he said, smiling at his daughter.

Sophie leaned in and gave each of her children a kiss on the forehead. "Be good, and listen to your father, okay?" she said, looking at them with a tender expression.

The children nodded obediently, and Sophie stepped off the plane, waving goodbye as she disappeared down the runway.

As they settled into their seats, Alexander couldn't help but think about what Rolan had wanted to tell him about Her Imperial Highness, Christine. He tried to push the thought out of his mind, knowing that he would find out soon enough.

The plane taxied down the runway and lifted off smoothly into the sky. Alexander watched out the window as the city below grew smaller and smaller, disappearing into the distance. He turned his attention back to his children, determined to make the most of their time together.

"Uhm…father, may I ask where we are going?" Andrei asked.

"A place where I believe you'd like, Baikonur Kazakhstan," Alexander revealed.