Blythe's POV

Being a vampire is one thing. Being a princess is another. But being a vampire princess? Ugh. Anything else you wanna throw at me life? I sat on my bed and let Jules hug me.
'I know it's a big responsibility Blythe, but you parents knew that you could do it.' Jules murmured into my hair. Was i really the last Dashkov? First queen Vasilisa, now me? Years ago when her and guardian Hathaway went to school here, she lost her whole family too. Thank god her and lord Ozera got together. Those babies are just too precious! Poor Vasilisa though..
'Bee. Bee! Are you okay?'
'Oh. Sorry. Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking.'
'I know it's hard Bee, but you can do this.'
'No Jules, we can do this.' a knock on the door startled me. Jules bellowed for our visitor to come in.
'Hello little damphir. Ah, Blythe, I just got the news, I am so sorry.'
'Adrian, you are like a god. How do you hear stuff so fast?'
'Ah, have you forgotten that the queen and her closest bodyguard are personal friends of mine?' he chuckled. 'I hear all the inside gossip.'
'46 and still hanging around St. Vlads? Time to move on old man.' I swear, something in his eyes twinkled.
'You remind me so much of your mother Julianna. You two are similar in many ways.' he mused.
'Do not. Compare me. To her.' she had so much venom in those words. They could burn like acid. I could see the fury building inside her. I layed a soothing hand on her shoulder.
'It was nice seeing you Adrian,' I said politely 'but can you please give us time alone?'
'Certainly mam.' he turned to Jules 'Ya know, she really does miss you.' Jules let out a small growl that even frightened me. Adrian bowed his head to us and made his way out of the room. Her posture slouched slightly, but I could see that she was still tense. So much put her on edge lately..
'Jules..' I began, but she cut me off.
'No Bee, you don't know what it's like. The great Rose Hathaway. How am I ever supposed to live up to her? Even Dimka thinks that I probably have some mad skills like she did.' she was hurt. I hated seeing her like this. I pulled her long hair off her neck.
'Eight molnija marks Julianna. You are 16. You are already surpassing what your mother had at your age by far.' the word mother got caught in my throat. My eyes began to tear up.
'Bee! I am so sorry! I should be focusing on you! You just lost your parents..' she trailed off but her powerful brown eyes stared straight into mine.
'We can get through this.' I murmured. I don't know if it was to Jules, or to myself.

All I did know was that this year at St. Vladimirs was going to be the hardest one yet.

Jules's POV

The next few days, Bee got flooded with visitors. Understandable I guess, it just made it harder for me to see her. If your parents just died and you were the last of the dying royal bloodline, I could understand all the attention. I feel so bad for Bee. I've bitched wayyy to much about my mom. I need to be there for her. I wound my way across the campus from the damphir dorms to the moroi's. 'Hathaway!' I stopped dead in my tracks.
'Yes guardian Fritz?'
'Take care of Blythe, she's a good girl. So much at such a young age..' he trailed off. 'Anyways, have you spoken to your mother recently?'
'No, and I don't plan on it either.' a look of distress crossed his face.
'So.. So you haven't heard?'
'Heard what?' okay, now he was worrying me.
'Queen Vasilisa is staying at the school for three months to assist in teaching spirit, as is lord ivashkov.' I'm pretty sure I looked horrified. 'Guardian Hathaway is taking over my class.'
That's all I remember before I blacked out. My mother? Teaching? No. This has to be a dream. Or well, a nightmare. When I woke up, someone confirmed it. My worst nightmare was becoming a reality. I slowly felt the anger rise in me.
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By the time I was done, my dorm room was destroyed. I threw everything that I possibly could. When I told Bee why I was so upset, she looked appalled. I couldn't bitch about parents around her. Ugh. Whatever. I am way beyond pissed right now. Sometimes, I just really want to know my father. Maybe he could control my mother. Probably not. Dimka was pretty much my dad. He practically raised me.
'Julianna Daniella Hathaway! Calm the hell down!' that shook me a little bit. But not much.
'Damn Bee, pissy much?' I instantly regretted the words. She looked hurt.
'I love you Jules. All this anger isn't healthy.' the concern was all over her face. Those knowing green eyes look straight through me and into my heart. She knows me so well.
A little too well.
My door swung open. 'Jules! What the hell?'