Maybe.

He bypassed a long line of bodyguards standing at both sides, they were dressed in army-like uniforms as they raised their hands to their heads, saluting him. They gave his presence the respect he truly deserved.

He eventually arrived at the front of an expansive, pristine white mansion with a tall noticeable flag, the flag waved with enthusiasm like it was celebrating the return of the long-time successor of the most esteemed Military family in Russia.

The Russian flag is white, blue, and red. The top stripe is white, the middle stripe is blue, and the bottom stripe is red. It stood high and proud just like its country, rejoicing in the return of a boy who was now a man.

Standing before his father, he bowed his head respectfully in greetings and then turned to his mother and repeated the same gesture.

His father nodded, recognizing his greetings while his mother had a bright smile on her face to finally see her son returning home after spending ten years alone in the military.

She