Hiya! This thought popped into my head while I was working on The Heiress. Which I have been doing. It's not forgotten, but I just couldn't shake this story line from my head so I jotted the first chapter down to get the opinion of my readers! So the desc. should set it up for you guys. I hope you enjoy!
At the turn of the century, 1000 CE to be exact, the darkness of the Strigoi race threatened the purity of the Moroi. The dhampir, half human half vampire race, was diminishing. The dark threat too much for them to fight off. It was a time of hopelessness and defeat. The moroi royal family, the Dragomirs, had only one survivor: Katerina Dragomir. At the measly age of 15 she would be expected to descend upon the throne, alone. But the higher power had a plan.
Two warriors were created. They were of dhampir blood. One born to the noble family of Ibraham Mazur, their only child. A baby girl. The other was born to Olena Belikova, her only son. They knew nothing of their true identities, nor one another 's name. They were destined to guard the Royal Moroi. One to guard the Dragomir and the other to guard the royal consort. The pair were to be inseparable. They were infertile to anyone but the other. Once they met (and they would), they would be unable to separate from the other. God's way of creating true protectors. The pair were immortal, only breaking the their immortality with a child produced together. They were created with the soul of a wolf inside of them, making them truly fierce. And with the kiss of the creator, they were released unto the world.
In the Beginning:
Rosemarie Mazur climbed the stairs to the Queen's chambers. Katerina had become a dear friend to her and Rose would do anything to protect her sister she never truly had. She had been raised with the Queen, spending every moment she could with the sweet fair haired girl since before she could remember.
"Rose! Thank goodness you are here! I need help picking what to wear to the ball tonight!" Rose mentally rolled her eyes. Katerina had every dress imaginable and always complained about not having a thread in her wardrobe. Rose was secretly glad she would be attending as the head of the royal guard, as a knight.
Tonight was the winter solstice ball, the biggest celebration throughout the kingdom. Decorations of tinsel and ribbon hung everywhere, trees with parcels underneath littered all through each wing of the castle, ready to celebrate the christian holiday of christmas.
"Come on Kate, let's look one more time." I threw a charming smile her way and she nodded excitedly. After what seemed like hours of endless searching, I skipped to the chair she lounged in with a ridiculously expensive looking jade colored dress. Kate squealed and ran to get her ladies. I shook my head. "I'm going to check progress for tonight, your majesty." As I bowed in respect, she hugged me around the neck, kissing my cheek. "You're the best sister in the world Rosie!" I chuckled, turning on my heel.
I was dressed in a black tunic with black pants. The only female in the realm that dressed this way. Some thought it a disgrace, but most agreed that I was fit to be dressed like a knight. I was okay with not having suitors falling at my feet, unlike Katerina, who thought it scandalous that no man thought me attractive. I mentally rolled my eyes as I checked through the list one of the caterers had handed me.
Katerina was constantly trying to set me up with numerous friends of hers, setting up date after date. I knew she had good intentions, but I tried to explain to her, my job was to protect her, not find my 'soulmate' as she would call it. I humored her most days, not wanting to hurt her feelings.
She seemed to find that since she had found the man she thought was her soulmate, that I had to find mine. His name was Lord Andrei Zeklos. They had never met in person, her living here in the western kingdom of England, her castle situated on the coast of Wales, and he living in the eastern kingdom of Russia, his castle nestled in the frosty Siberian Mountains. But, they claimed true love and who was I to say no? It wasn't like I had any experience in the category of love. Speaking of, I caught the beginning of a royal entourage. I sighed. The flags shown the Zeklos family crest, the lion.
I sent a runner to Kate's chambers and descended the stairs to the lawn. Several more rows of horsemen whizzed by before a carriage came to a stop. I expected several men dressed like myself to proceed the young lord, but by the attire of the handsome man that jumped from the carriage first, I was mistaken.
Andrei Zeklos was quite the looker, I'd admit. Platinum blond trusses, much like Kate's sat atop his chiseled body. Blue eyes flicked over my form before a grin split across his face. He lunged forward, grabbed my hand, and placed a chaste kiss on my knuckles. I stood stunned. I heard a grunt as a huge man appeared from the carriage.
He was easily 6'5" with long brown locks tied back at the nape of his neck. His broad build led me to believe just how muscular he was under his attire, which mirrored my own. I had always believed I wore the leather pants the best. Clearly this man was put on earth to knock my ego down a notch. He truly was a god, no way around it. He turned after getting situated from his previously cramped position. Oh chiseled features and deep brown eyes. I quickly averted my eyes, ordering our help to grab the guests luggage.
"I apologize for my Lord, he's quite zealous at some times." I kicked myself, not realizing how sexy the two men in front of me would sound. Stupid russian accents. I chuckled stiffly. "It's quite alright. I find it refreshing." I flashed them a bright smile. Their faces were surprised at the scottish accent my voice took. Kate and I had been raised away from the politics of the castle for a bit of our lives, my voice just never took the english accent when we returned. I bowed to the Lord. "Rosemarie Mazur at your services, my Lord." I motioned with my hands towards the castle behind me. "My queen awaits your arrival eagerly."
I turned and sensed the pair following me. They would stay in the main castle, the rest of his entourage staying in the help housing. The only reason I got the honor of living within the walls of the main housing was because of Kate. Not that I minded. I could tell the russians were assessing our home by the quit scrutiny the air held and by the awe held in their voices as they whispered in russian to one another. I smirked. Kate was nothing if not ostentatious.
I stopped at the entrance to the throne room and pushed the huge doors open, allowing the russians to proceed me. They walked to the dais in the back of the room. I however, took the detour in the shadows of the room, stopping when I found myself to the left of Kate's throne. I took a deep breath and let all emotions fall from my face, my technique in how to properly guard Kate from the horrors of the world. I simply shut everything else out. She came first.
While it may have looked like I wasn't paying attention, I was. I watched with great clarity each movement Zeklos' head guard made. The way he held himself. Like a true alpha, which did odd things to my inner wolf. He too, kept emotions from his face. I however, could see straight through him. His eyes made him an open book, allowing me to see what was going on in that big russian's head. He calculated every move that was made in the entire room, scanning for some threat. His eyes scanned everywhere and no where at the same time. I was impressed.
Kate rose and my eyes snapped to her descending form. She took Andrei's hand and together they made their way to the back exit of the castle. I followed closely, but out of earshot to give the two their privacy. The huge russian fell into step with me, neither of us saying a word. I felt odd, like this was suppose to be how I felt all of the time. I shook my head. I had known this man for maybe an hour. I didn't even know his name. I was being a silly fool.
Soon, my second in command Robert Castile came to relieve me so I could see through the final stages of preparation as Kate socialized with her 'consort to be'. As I went to leave a hand shot out and caught my wrist in a firm grasp, whirling me around. I came face to face with him. "I didn't get the chance to introduce myself. I'm Dimitri Belikov." He had a small smile on his face. I studied his eyes before allowing a smile of my own to spread. "It was very nice meeting you, Dimitri Belikov of Russia." With one last wicked smile I trudged up the stairs and through the enormous doors.
Present Day:
"Hathaway." I barked into my phone. "Hathaway, it's Petrov. The last Dragomir has been found." I blew out a breath. Great, to the academy it is. Vasilisa Dragomir had done nothing to me, in fact the one time I had the chance to meet the Dragomir family she had been the sweetest girl I had seen in several hundred years. All platinum locks and jade eyes. She was Kate reincarnated. I had immediately asked to be her guard. She had guards already and was attending the academy, so I wasn't needed. Therefore, I had taken a position at court.
Then the princess had went missing. I had no clue why she had ran away, but knew there had to have been a damn good reason and wasn't surprised to find that no one could find her and her friend Edison Castile. So, I was pleasantly surprised that anyone had managed the task and a slight bit curious as to who had.
I packed what few belongings I had over the last 1000 years and trekked across court to see the queen. This time she insisted that I guard the queen to be. "Guardian Hathaway, I assume this is about you returning to St. Vladimirs?" When I nodded, she continued. "Good, here is your ticket and papers. Guardian Belikov found Vasilisa in Oregon with Mister Castile." A stabbing pain shot through my chest, making it hard for me to breath. "Belikov?" I hoped my voice sounded stronger to her than it did to me. From her face, it hadn't. "Yes, Dimitri Belikov. He is Lord Christian Ozera's assigned guard." I couldn't get enough breath to answer so I nodded.
Dimitri was back. I had always wondered where he had went all those years ago. To do the same as me I assumed, lay low, come back into circulation every 50 years or so. I figured since this time the Dragomir was so much like Kate that many old feelings would be dredged up, but had no idea it would be like this. That the descendants of all those people would be in one spot, so close together. Or that Dimitri would come back. I hadn't seen him since Kate was alive.
I suddenly had the urge to turn back, to stay at court. But that urge was overcome with the need to protect the Dragomir line. I took a deep breath and boarded the private jet sent from the academy. I gazed through the window at the darkened earth beneath me. It was a strange thing: living forever. You got to watch things transform and change in ways people could only predict. I always pondered which would be harder for normal people to comprehend: that I lived forever, or that I could shapeshift into a wolf. I've never had the pleasure of having that question answered, seeing as I've never told anyone. Well, unless you count the only other person like me.
It was almost daylight out as the plane made its descent unto the Montana landscape. I should probably enjoy the beauty left in the world, but my mind whizzed with thoughts of having to see him again. I didn't think I could do it. To stand in front of him after everything. The black SUV stopped inside the parking garage of 's. I stepped from the car and inhaled through my nose. Home sweet home.
I was escorted to the headmistresses office, where I assumed Vasilisa was being lectured. I sighed. Headmistresses just made my skin roll. I strided confidently down the corridors, ignoring the stares and whispers that followed me. Since Katerina's rule, my fashion sense had grown and matured. I was dressed in tight jeans, a black tank, and black pumps, with stakes placed strategically for easy access.
I busted through the doors, interrupting whatever the wanna be ruler was saying to the pair of teens. I was acutely aware of his presence behind me, standing by the wall, but decided not to face my demons just yet.
"You must be Guardian Hathaway." My head snapped to meet her gaze, a smirk flowing freely to my face. "Yup, that's me Miss….." I searched for a name tag. "Kirova." I smiled widely. Vasilisa turned to face me and I was floored. She grew up to look just like Kate. I could have cried. She smiled, sensing I was here for the rescue. Kirova scowled at me, murmuring something about headmistress.
"Well, your charge was just being dismissed. I trust you can escort her to get her schedule." I nodded. Vasilisa stood and I walked back through the door I busted through earlier. I shifted my bag on my shoulder and turned to her as she joined me. "I hope you know where to get your schedule because I'm new here." I met her jade gaze and smiled at the joy I saw there. She nodded and grabbed my hand, hauling me behind her.
After grabbing her schedule, I walked her to her first class before finding my housing arrangements. Before she walked into the classroom, she turned to me. "Thank you, for stopping Kirova." She smiled shyly. I chuckled. "Look kid, I just showed up. But you're very welcome Vasilisa." I turned to leave but she called after me. "It's Lissa." I smiled and kept walking.