This is my personal adaptation and continuation of the wonderful Vampire Academy series by Richelle Mead.

Many characters, settings and content do not belong to me and I use them out of inspired creativity not malicious intent. Anything that I do create, has been entirely inspired by Richelle Mead's writing. I apologise for any mistakes, or changes I make whilst writing, but I will do my best to research and proof read before I publish my writing. I also apologise for any spelling or grammatical errors.

And if you haven't already, I wholly recommend reading Mead's Vampire Academy series, they're great and it will make the stories I have written easier to follow too - I hope you enjoy how I would have seen Rose's story continue.

Happy Reading!

Officially, today is the first day I woke up, as a royal guardian to the Queen.

Rose Hathaway, Guardian to the Moroi Queen, Vasilisa Sabina Rhea Dragomir, first of her name.

Though to me, the Queen was Lissa. My best friend, and former 'bond mate'.

Lissa and had once brought me back from death with her magic known as 'Spirit' and this had bonded us together psychically and emotionally through magic. Before Lissa's coronation, a loose bullet had managed to escape the gun of the late Queen Tatiana's killer, Tasha Ozera, and find its way dangerously close to ending my life. Recovering from such an injury had separated mine and Lissa's bond, I had fought my way back to life without magic.

Late evening sun danced through the corner of my curtains, I hadn't successfully pulled them all the way across coming in last night, the light hit my eyes and I rubbed my face to shake some life into me, I was exhausted. Although it had been a great party, I had, had to keep constant vigilance through out. Assassinations at coronations are not un-heard of. And yet, gazing around my room I realise how late in the day it must be. Checking my watch, I exhale a weary 'damn', Lissa would be waking up now, and my first official shift was due to begin in half an hour. Unhelpfully my body clock hadn't switched back to Moroi time properly yet. The last few months, no, the last year, no the... In fact I felt like I'd never had a quiet day in my life. And right now, I ached for this bed to be transported to a quiet corner of the world with me and my Russian God of a man, Dimitri Belikov.

As I gazed out of the crack in my curtains I could see the after math of the coronation was busy being cleared away from the grounds and courtyards below. My private rooms adjoining to Lissa's were cushy to say the least. The rooms had been redecorated in her families colours of gold and green. My glorious four-poster bed faced a fire place with a wrought iron grate, above which hung a rich tapestry with depictions of royals past. There was a spacious on-suite at the other side of my room and a thick carpet that greeted my toes as I threw back the covers, stood defiantly, and headed toward the bathroom to prepare for my day. I would have to relieve one of my fellow guardians soon and so rushed my shower. Although I had been at the coronation as Lissa's guardian, along with others that stepped in, she had decided to not look too bias and except proposals for a place as a her guardian from all over the world. I was unsure who to expect as Lissa's other right hand guardian this morning, as I hadn't had much time to talk to her yesterday, but I'm sure she had thought carefully, thinking was something Lissa was good at. With this in mind I considered the classes she'd be attending at Lehigh college later this fall, after a summer at the Royal Court. Finger's crossed we could at least keep ourselves out of trouble till then. I heard three bangs on my on-suite door.

"Guardian Hathaway you are to be expected for a briefing before duty in ten minutes. Be in the Queen's private meeting chamber for this time."

'Shoot. Speak to soon Hathaway.' I thought, ragging my hair through a towel and blow drying it furiously with a tooth brush hanging out of my mouth. I managed to put myself into my sleek tailored uniform and although the ends were still dripping slightly, my hair was scraped back into a presentable bun, revealing the Molnija marks across my neck and promise tattoo. These were to show how many Strigoi I had killed in my time and that I was now, an official Guardian. The only thing different about my dress compared with others who held Guardian positions, was the red collar I wore, to show I was assigned to a Royal.

I walked swiftly to Lissa's chambers where two fellow guardians who stood either side of the door, announced my arrival and led me to find I was a little early, she was lying on a chaise lounge, and had appeared to be resting and yet, was still expecting me.

"Your majesty" I took an exaggerated, low courtesy as she laughed.

"Rose, stop being ridiculous."

"You're up early?" I studied her face, she looked tired, yesterday had been a stressful ordeal, taking it's tole on all of us.

"Well," tilting her head up slightly, smirking "One must be ready for a full day of duty. And besides, despite how exhausted I am, I found it hard to sleep."

"We can sleep when we're dead" I winked, "But as I'm your guardian, you're spending a long time tired." She smiled at me, knowingly, and I'm sure if I could still feel her emotions it would be all love and sincerity.

"I'm the luckiest Queen in the world to have you, you know."

"You betcha," I smiled, the last year had been hard on both of us "Speaking of having someone around, when do I get to meet my amigo? Guardian numero two so to speak."

Lissa looked as if it had completely slipped her mind "Of course! I didn't even get to give you a heads up, it's why I called you in earlier than him actually," she put her hands together and took to standing "His name is Johnathon Cast," she smiled "I reckon you two will get on, from everything I can tell from his grades and performance in trials. It'll be a good harmony."

"As long as he likes playing to the Rose Hathaway tune" I said, throwing a couple of fake punches whilst Lissa laughed and shook her head "Though, in all seriousness Lissa, I'm sure you've made a good choice." It had been a shame that this new Johnathon hadn't been able to make the coronation, but apparently he'd been held up in another mission, and although Lissa could have pulled him out, she admired his determination to finish the job and miss the party, in truth, I appreciated that too, and it made me all the more curious.

A sharp knock came to the door.

"Queen Vasilisa, Guardian Hathaway," the door man announced "Guardian Cast."