RPOV

Visiting Lissa through the bond hurt. Mentally, and physically, now that stupid me had become a strigoi. It hurt because she was inside of the rim of wards. My head started to throb, and so did Lissa's.

"WHAT!?" she cried shocked. I went through her pervious and short conversation with Queen Tatiana's guardians. There was someone with enough Dragomir blood make Dragomir babies. Please tell me that's not true.

"Yes, he's in the room with her now," she said. While they both walked, the guardian gave Lissa some background information. "He was your uncle's son. Thus, cousin. His adopted parents were dhampirs. He was living in Siberia."

Siberia?!? Shouldn't I have seen him then?!

They both arrived at the room where Tatiana was. A hot guy was standing next to her. He wasn't smiling, nor frowning. He just stood there, answering the last question Queen Bitch had given him.

"Ah, welcome Princess Vasilia Dragomir," Tatiana greeted. Hello Queen Bitch.

"Hello, Your Majesty," Lissa said.

"Princess, I want to introduce you to Nickolas Golitsin. Nickolas, this is Princess Vasaya" (srry if I spelled it wrong) Tatiana continued.

They both shook hands with each other.

"So I'm supposed to do—date him?" Lissa stammered. After the last person Tatiana introduced to Lissa, she felt a little cautious.

"I suppose there wouldn't be a problem, since you're not dating Orzera anymore. And besides don't you want your family line going?" Tatiana asked. Nickolas coughed to hide his laughter. Smooth. Lissa glared at him, and he glared back. They were alike. They both looked similar when they glared at each other. "Show him around the Court," she ordered.

"Yes, your majesty," replied Lissa. With that she and Nickolas left her alone.

* * *

"So, Nickolas, tell me about yourself," Lissa said nervously.

"One, don't call me by my full name," he said, shuddering. "It's annoying, not that I have anything against you."

"Same here," Lissa agreed. "Call me Lissa. So what nickname should I call you?"

"Whatever nickname you can find in my name," he said, with a snort.

"Okay, so Gothic, tell me about yourself," Lissa began again, hiding a giggle.

He gave her a glare. "I'd prefer Nick." She rolled her eyes.

"Tell me about yourself," Lissa tried again, ignoring his name.

"Okay. I was adopted by dhampirs in Siberia. My dad, your uncle, had given me up for adoption because I was unexpected. When he died a long time ago, they forgotten that I was even his child. They forgotten me! So a couple of weeks ago, these people barged in and attacked the town I lived in to find me. They tested me and found I had Dragomir blood. So they informed the Queen and here I am, talking to the girl I'm supposed to 'marry,'" he concluded.

A whir of emotions went through her head. So he was forced to marry her? Did he have a choice behind all of this? Would he choose to marry her? She still hadn't gone over Christian, so she didn't know how this could possibly work. I don't even know him that much! She shrieked in her own head.

A silence grew between them. "What's your element?" she asked desperate to fill the silence.

He started to stammer, "Uhh…umm…w-water."

Lissa looked at him curiously. "Prove it."

His hands started to circle. There was no water action there. Slowly, ever so slowly, water started to appear on his hands until he had a cup full of water.

Lissa started to get confused. "Is that—water and air?"

"There's water in the air," he explained.

Ugh, how could I like someone that does water?! The opposite of fire?

A two-second silence between them occurred again.

"Yeah, fire's cool better than water," he said shaking his head.

Lissa stopped her walking. Curiously, Nick stopped too.

"What is it?" he asked, truly confused.

"You—you read my mind," she stuttered.

"You mean, you didn't say it out loud," he said, with a gulp. She shook her head.

He started to panic. "Uhh…I have to go. Bye," he said quickly.

She grabbed his arm. "You're a-a spr—"

He turned around and saw a guard, then kissed her. The kissed lasted no longer than 5 seconds. Lissa pulled away, wanting to slap him.

"Why the heck did you do that?" she hissed. Nick wasn't concerned about that.

"Don't say it out loud," he hissed back.

Her eyes widened again. "You're—"

"Not gonna repeat myself," he finished. "Don't say it again."

"It's fine," Lissa said. "I'm a sprit user."

He rolled his eyes."I know," he replied with a scoff.