-Straight after last sacrifice-
The ceremony was absolutely beautiful; it was definitely the proudest, happiest moment of my life (so far.) My heart was still beating at one hundred miles per hour, and I barely took my eyes of Lissa, except to sneak the occasional peek at Dimitri. The atmosphere was amazing, everyone seemed to feel the joy and hope that the ceremony bought. Even the royals who had been outraged at the thought of Lissa being queen had settled down, and joined in with the celebrations.
Queen Vasilisa Sabina Rhea Dragomir. I would never ever call her that though, she would always be Lissa to me, no matter if she was a freakin' goddess. I thought about calling Christian 'Lord Ozera' and smirked at the name, oh he's going to love that new title, I thought devilishly.
I was excited for the after party, but something was nagging at the back of mind. This was all so… weird. I never thought I would have seen Lissa, the Queen of the Moroi. But here we were… and it hit me then that everything was going to be different, my whole world was going to change. I was a guardian now, and an infamous one at that. I was pretty sure almost all the Moroi and Dhampirs in the world knew my name, knew Rosemarie Hathaway's story. So much had happened, and I was only 17. That scared me. I had been through so much, and yet I knew there was so much more to come. Although, I think I had enough experience to deal with any situation, and come out alive. I have literally stared my death in the face hundreds of times, and still, here I am. Surviving. I had thought that everything was going to get easier now, I had Dimitri, I was Lissa's guardian, I had both of my parents in my life, (no matter how much It grossed me out to see the old man flirting with my mother.) The future seemed bright. Too bright. Shadows would always touch my life, and I would always have a connection to death.
Dimitri had obviously seen the wheels working in my head, and as I met his eyes, I was pretty sure his thoughts were along the same line.
"What are you thinking about?" he leant over and whispered in my ear. Jesus, he was gorgeous. Like out of this planet gorgeous.
"Everything's going to change now isn't it?" I murmured back to him. Pulling me into a warm hug he pushed back a stray piece of hair that had fallen out of my ponytail and looked deep into my eyes.
"Oh Roza, it started changing from the minute I found you and Lissa back in Portland. Everything we've been through together, do you honestly think there is anything we couldn't get through? We survived all this madness." My breath caught in my chest, as he repeated my thoughts. If ever there were two people that were really meant to be together, no matter what, it was Dimitri, and me. That's how it always would be.
"Damn, I love you so much Dimitri Belikov." I pulled his chin down so his lips were level with mine, and I kissed him tenderly, his lips were so soft, and his kiss was filled with so much love. I could spend eternity kissing those lips, and I knew the feelings were mutual.
Lost in the kiss, I barely heard I deep cough from behind me, and I slowly pulled away. Christian stood with his arms gently around Lissa's waist, and at that moment, they really did look like King and Queen. Both of their expressions showed nothing but elation, pride, love and affection. Laughing Christian turned and spoke softly to Lissa, just loud enough for Dimitri and me to hear.
"If they're going to be like this all the time, we are screwed." We all chuckled at that, and I went over and gave Lissa a tight best friend hug.
"I am so proud of you Liss! Ready to kick some royal ass and show the world what we're capable of?" The intense feelings I just had were gone, and I was back to my usual witty self.
"Totally, but I think we should go to the after party first eh?"
Well how could I say no to a party, which would surely go down as one of the best in Moroi history. My body tingled and I was eager to get the show on the road.
"Well what are we waiting for, lets go and PAR-TAY!" Everyone rolled their eyes, as we started walking out of the throne room.
"You do realise, you are the main Guardian of a Queen. You wont be able to drink." Christian's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.
"I am perfectly capable of having a great time without booze. We'll make our own fun, aint that right Dimitri?" I said winking at him.
He tilted his head up and sighed, "Oh Lord, give me strength." But I could see the obvious amusement on his face.
"I feel sorry for you, she's wild. You're crazy. How can you stand her for more thank twenty seconds without getting frustrated? " Christian laughed.
" I've been asking myself that from the first day I met her. I'll probably be asking myself that till the day I die, I don't think I'll ever know." He replied with a smile in his voice.
I chose to ignore that comment, and let Lissa and Christian walk in front. Tonight was going to be a good night, the last night I could let loose. And then tomorrow morning and the rest of my life, it was all work and no play. (Well maybe some play, but yeah, you get my point.) They come first. The guardian mantra was always there in my head, and even now when I was laughing and joking with everyone, I was still careful to watch Lissa, and make sure she was perfectly safe. That was how it had always been, and I would gladly sacrifice my own life if it meant saving Lissa. She was the sister I never had.
I linked my arms through Dimtri's, and pulled my hair band out, letting my hair fall on to my shoulders in thick dark waves. This caught Dimitri's eye, and I saw lust as well as love. Yes, tonight would be one to remember. Grinning, I asked, "So comrade, are you up for a boogie?"
Moroi and Dhampirs may be unholy evil creatures of the night (as Sydney would say), but man, we know how to party. The party was held in a huge hall with huge, ancient windows and expensive chandeliers. At first the traditional ballroom dances took place, Lissa and Christian went first. Seeing Christian dance was one of the most hilarious things ever, you could see how uncomfortable he was, and he looked like he'd rather be anywhere else in the world, but somehow, he managed to pull it off with out even a stumble, and obviously Lissa danced flawlessly. There were lots of 'oohs' and 'aaws' and pictures taken. Dimitri and me even had a dance, but he put me to shame. "How do you manage to be good at everything?" I had asked him with a frown on my face.
The traditional dances only lasted for around an hour, after that, the fun began. At about ten o clock, the older Moroi started to clear out, and some of the younger ones started to fill in. At half past ten, the heavy beat of music kicked in, and alcohol started to be served. I tried to convince Dimitri to come and let loose with me, but he insisted on watching over Christian for a while. Leaving him be, I took to the dance floor alone.
I swayed my hips to the rhythm, and I was aware of a few wistful eyes watching my every move. I mingled with people, talking to some who I had never even heard of, but of course, they had all heard of me. Ariana Szelsky even came over and asked how I was doing. Ariana was gorgeous, with straight, shoulder-length auburn hair, and perfect olive skin. She was popular and political… she was also a favourite to become queen before she had, much to many people dismay, failed the final test. Before I had had learned about Jill, everyone thought it would be impossible for Lissa to be queen, so I was rooting for Ariana to win.
"How are you Rose?" she shouted over the music.
"Yeah, everything's great! What about you, are you okay?" I didn't mention anything about her failure to become queen, but I think she knew what I was getting at.
"Yes, I'm rather well. Obviously disappointed, but I cannot think of a person better fit to the throne. Lissa has a bright future. Will you let her know, that should she ever need any help or guidance, she knows where I am?"
"Y-yes, of course Lady Szelsky. I'm sure she will appreciate it."
I started to say that I appreciated it as well, but she was already gone.
The night carried on, and I convinced Dimitri to have a couple of dances with me. God, he was even more gorgeous when he was spinning me around and twisting his hips. We danced late into the night, until eventually, people started to make there way out, and there only remained about ten couples on the dance floor. The music slowed down, and everything became magical.
The smoke machines filled the floor with an eerie mist, and I looked around to see who was around me. Lissa and Christian circled around the dance floor, but this dance didn't look forced like the earlier one, it was much more raw and tender; Christian actually looked like he was enjoying himself. I was surprised to see Eddie and Mia holding each other, seeming completely oblivious to everyone else. Thinking about it though, they were perfect together. They were both eager and strong-willed, and both fiercely loyal.
Unfortunately, two of the remaining dancers were Janine Hathaway and Abe Mazur… my legendary parents. I never thought I'd see the old man dancing, but as much as I would deny it, my parents had a lot of chemistry and history, a bond that would probably always be there. I thought about how much my relationship with my parents had improved in the past year, and smiled to myself.
I had no idea what time it was, but I didn't want the night to end. I rested my head on Dimitri's chest, and I could hear the gently thud of his heart. His hand was placed on my waist, and his touch made me feel safe. His dark brown eyes connected with mine, and it was if we sent telepathic messages through our heads. That moment was so perfect: Dimitri holding me, staring lovingly into my eyes, dancing slowly together, like a fairytale. And just for that moment, I felt that everything would truly be ok.
Hey guys! So this is my first fan fiction, I hoped you enjoyed the first chapter. I have some idea's to what's going to happen in the story, but I want to know if I should carry it on, or leave it?
Anyway, thanks for reading, and reviews would be greatly appreciated!
(P.S- I apologise if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes.)