STUDY — 8:28 AM
The case now rests inert on the table. Alia's eyes hold a strange mix of restlessness and stillness.
ALIA
(Lips tight)
Victor—do you have a sniper rifle? Give it to me.
Victor stares steadily. For a moment, there is no flicker in his eyes, but his voice holds decision.
VICTOR
(Soft, but firm)
Yes. Why?
Alia pulls out her phone—the grainy footage from that night flashes on the screen. Her voice is sharp, resolute.
ALIA
I cannot take this with me to my territory. Give me yours—I won't go myself; but it's needed.
Victor gives a tearless smile—the one suspended between love and risk.
VICTOR
I give you one condition—you don't use it to harm people. You search, and you release it once you have a name.
Alia's eyes hold indomitable fire. She says in a slow breath,
ALIA
Condition accepted. I will use it—for finding the name, only the name.
Victor slowly gets up and moves toward the cabinet. Yash steadily puts in his earpiece—a question in his eyes, preparation on his face. Maria stops by the door, not daring to say anything—only watching everything silently.
Victor pulls out the case. Camera close-up: The case is placed on the table—click... We don't see the contents inside the case in detail. Victor's hand rests a light touch on the case—a symbol of routine and responsibility.
VICTOR
(Silent, a message)
I'm going. You stay here—run the kingdom. I will return if you say so.
Alia steps closer to the case, doesn't touch it—only stares at it. Her voice holds resolve and softness simultaneously.
ALIA
You come back—and if you don't, I won't wait for your return.
Victor shows not an ounce of hesitation. He picks up the case and takes it downstairs—Yash ensures he is by his side, fire and professionalism in his eyes.
After the door closes, Alia turns toward the window—her hands resting on a coffee cup. The city stretches out below, breathing silently.
VOICEOVER (Alia's inner thoughts)
He left—for me, by my rules. Now we'll see who speaks the name first.
CUT TO:
EXT. PENTHOUSE STAIRWELL → STREET — MOMENTS LATER
Victor and Yash descend in the elevator—work plan in their eyes, invisible gunpowder on their faces. Alia stands by the window, a mark of a hard decision left behind: from today, her war begins between the kingdom and security.
Scene: Rooftop Edge – Midday Light
Location: Moscow city outskirts
Time: 12:47 PM
Mood: Cold calculation, silent power, unexpected justice
EXT. ABANDONED ROOFTOP – CONTINUOUS
On the roof of an abandoned building—near the city limits—Victor slowly approaches a man. The man stands quietly, a cold stare in his eyes. He holds no weapon, but the threat is clear.
Alia is slightly further away, in a sniper position, with the camera focused only on her eyes and the slight curve of her lips—sharp, steady.
VICTOR
(In a hard voice)
"You know what you did. You know who you were looking at."
The man smiles. Lips cracked, full of confidence.
UNKNOWN MAN
"You merely rule... I'm here to remind you, the world still turns."
VICTOR
(Slowly, taking a step closer)
"Your world stops today."
Just at that moment...
SFX: "THWIP!" — A silenced shot.
The man's chest suddenly turns red. He falls backward—without a single sound.
The camera quickly cuts to Alia's face—she slowly stands up with a cold smile on her lips.
ALIA
(Coldly, as if finishing a game)
"In the middle of a turning world, something needed to stop."
VICTOR
(Stunned, looking back and staring at her)
(Surprised, but says nothing. So much left unsaid in his voice.)
YASH
(Whose teeth show a slight smile, pride in his eyes)
"Finally, someone pulled the trigger first."
VICTOR
(Smiling slightly, in a low voice)
"She didn't wait for permission."
Alia slowly walks over—white coat, sun reflecting in her eyes, a fiery calm on her face.
ALIA
(Casting a glance at Victor)
"I have learned to rule, Victor…
Now those who dare to raise their eyes won't return with them open."
Scene End
Soundtrack fades in:
A soft but tense violin loop—which makes the final scene even more meaningful.
CAMERA WIDE SHOT:
The three of them—Alia, Victor, Yash—stand at the edge of the roof. Behind them, the Moscow sky, and in front, the shadow of the war to come.
Scene Cut – Alia's Domain
Location: Alia's red mansion, throne room
Time: Late evening
Mood: Dominance, power play, silent command
INT. RED MANSION – THRONE ROOM
Red walls, deep carpets, and the dim light filtering through the massive windows—all together creating a fiery palace.
Alia is comfortably seated in a massive chair.
She holds an expensive, polished cigarette holder—long, the smoke slowly filling the room.
Her eyes—honey-colored, bright, burning like fire, as if one look could convey a bone-chilling message.
A Mafia Don sits in front, head bowed, a mix of fear and reverence in his eyes.
He sits silently, declaring his complete surrender to the ruler.
ALIA
(Slowly, in a firm voice)
"You know what power means here."
The Don's body does not tremble, but he takes a deep breath.
ALIA
(Honey-colored eyes flashing, a slight smile on her lips)
"From now on, you have only one job—to protect my kingdom. And the enemies? They will only become memories."
The Don keeps his head down, silent, his mindset clear—he is completely agreeable to Alia's hands.
ALIA
(Hand on her chest, decisively)
"This country is mine. And this night…
is our night."
Then they say—
Alia slowly looked to one side and said,
ALIA
"From now on, the rule will be in my name, each of your lives is in my hands."
The Mafia Don bowed his head in agreement and said,
MAFIA DON
"We will be your shadow, no one will be able to touch you."
Alia smiled, her honey-colored eyes seemed to burn even brighter,
ALIA
"Don't be afraid, just be safe in my kingdom."
And everyone quietly said in unison,
EVERYONE
"In our kingdom, Alia is king."
Then the Mafia Don slowly stood up,
looked at Alia one last time and said,
MAFIA DON
"The rule is yours from today, but remember—you won't be able to rule just with force, your intelligence will be your greatest weapon."
Then he slowly turned and walked away,
his silhouette fading into the shadow of the season,
and Alia's honey-colored eyes were still burning,
the new chapter of the kingdom had begun.
Then Alia's eyes brightened as she watched Anashia slowly approach her.
A smile appeared on Alia's face,
she joyfully said,
ALIA
"Anashia, you came!"
Alia quickly reached out her arms to Anashia's neck and embraced her.
Anashia also accepted Alia's embrace with a gentle smile,
a sweet friendship and sense of power arose between the two in this moment.
ALIA
"I needed your company so much on this journey of ours."
Then Anashia looked at Alia, pushing her back slightly, deep affection in her eyes.
Holding Alia's hand, she said in a low voice,
ANASHIA
"Alia… you are not just a ruler…
you are my love too."
A slight smile played on Alia's face.
She slowly bowed her head and said:
ALIA
"Hmm… say it."
This moment is silent, but full of meaning.
Then…
Scene Cut – Victor's Safehouse
Location: Victor's Private Apartment, Moscow
Time: 11:45 AM
Mood: Suspicion rising
INT. VICTOR'S LIVING ROOM
Victor is sitting alone, a look of contemplation in his eyes.
A glass in his hand, yet he is not drinking.
He stares out the window, as if he sensed something.
Just then, his bodyguard (Yash) pushes the door open—in a black suit, anger in his eyes.
YASH
(In a quick voice)
"Victor... she's not alone."
VICTOR
(Without looking away)
"Who?"
YASH
"Anashia. She's back. And Alia hugged her… like something changed."
Victor's jaw clenches.
He slowly puts the glass down.
Silent for a moment, then says:
VICTOR
(In a low voice)
"Then the game just shifted."
Scene Cut – The Meeting of Ice and Fire
Location: Alia's Throne Room, Evening Light
Mood: Elegance, tension, layered meanings