The next morning, with heavy snow falling from the sky, Marvin had breakfast, donned his overcoat, and accompanied by Yuniya, arrived at the neighboring Kremlin Palace.
The Royal Palace was warm as spring, sharply contrasting with the icy, snowy world outside, but the warmth was brief. Katerina, in her black jacket, quickly led Marvin into the courtyard.
Snow was deep enough to cover the knees. The guards had cleared a path, and in the center of the courtyard, Bodrilinov, dressed in green military attire and wearing earmuffs, was giving a speech to a group of soldiers with bare torsos.
"You are soldiers of The Empire! The enemy's bullets are colder than winter! Those who cannot endure, roll back home!"
With red-hued skin, the soldiers stood with their hands clasped behind their backs, gazing forward, silently letting the snowflakes drench their bodies, all broad-shouldered and as robust as wild oxen.