Last Sacrifice or Sacrifice of the Last?
Intro:
Rose's P.O.V.
First I was known as runaway, life threatening, persistent, reckless, screw-up, Rose Hathaway. Then I was known as terrifying, bad-ass, soon to be best guardian for Lissa Dragomir. Now, now I am known as high treasoner, queen killer, and dangerous bitch. How I should be known: a badass protecting the last Dragomir, Guardian Rose Hathaway.
Chapter 1: Screw up or Coincidence?
So me, Rose Hathaway is 2 weeks away from possible execution for a crime I didn't commit. The only evidence I had, was telling me Lissa had a brother or sister and that if this ended badly the queen would die, too late for that I thought bitterly. I could share this evidence, but the queen's note also said tell as few as possible. All the evidence for her murder led straight to me. That made it obvious who it wasn't. And ya, I hated the bitch, but kill her? I hate Jesse and Ralf too, but are they dead? No. "Hathaway, you have a visitor," the guard adjacent to my cell yelled, he was one of the few directly inside the room. Suddenly another guardian walked in, she said, "Ok there's clearance for this visitor." She had a dazedlook in her eye, one I knew well. Compulsion. Strong compulsion. Either a Strigoi or… "Hi Rose," Lissa said both excited and grim. "Lissa," I mumbled, secretly happy, honestly, I didn't want her to see me like this, didn't want her to worry anymore than she obviously was. She had worry lines on her forehead an dtenderness in her eyes. She said, "I think I know what I can do." "Heal the darkness and evil out of their hearts," I said sarcastically. Skeptism crossed her eyes. "Hathaway," barked my warden, "visiting times are over, Princess vasalisa, time to leave." That burned. Over years I gained the title guardian, only to have it gone in a matter of weeks. So that ended my nice 5 minute visit. Lissa began talking rapidly. " Tonight around 2 hours from now, do the mind-bond thingy, where your in my head, we'[re having a meeting about you and you'll hear my idea then, ok?" "ok," I replied. " Hathaway, shut-up, visiting hours are over," he yelled again, "Princess, this is dangerous, do I need to drag you out," He asked. "Don't you dare touch her," I yelled jumping toward the bars. "You're insane," The guardian mumbled as Lissa left. So what if I am I thought to myself. Being in a cell, by myself was driving me crazy, or was I already crazy due to spirit? Adrian didn't seem to think so. Adrian, my sweet sweet Adrian. It was like mason all ovwer again, only I would finally be the one to die. Adrian reminded me of mason and I's friendship, except I truly believe I love Adrian, as much more than a friend. Yes, I still love Dimitri, so much it hurts, but I love Adrian in a totally relaxed an dcarefree way. A true way. Mason was in love with me, but I didn't love him back, thoughts of his death and shadowkissed effects crossed my mind. I remembered the day on the plane, where I saw ghosts, my head was exploding. The ghosts beckoning toward darkness. You'll finally get your wish, I thought bitterly toward the invisible ghosts. Then I remembered the priests words. Those who die young or violently may come back as ghosts; spirits, for about 40 days after death. Why didn't I think of this before, I scolded myself, as I opened my mind to the ghosts. Ha, I thought bitterly, how did I get from possible insanity to ghosts. Or is it all the same?
Adrian's P.O.V.
Wow, this week sucked. First Rose and I almost have sex, to be stopped last minute, well I suppose that night wasn't too bad. But then I wake up to find out that my aunt Tatiana was dead. Ya she was a bitch, but she wasn't totally cold hearted. Then I found out Rose was in prison, only to find out she supposedly killed my aunt. I wonder how she reacted. Probably crazily. I smiled. Then we went to the hearing, only to find out Rose has to go to trial and will possibly, robably get executed, murdered. I took a short chug of vodka, but before that I'll save her. I took another chug of vodka, a much bigger one. I need to go see Lissa, I thought, she told me to come. I didn't particularly plan on it though. I got up an dwent into the hall, just to run into my mom. Sweet but persistent Daniella Ivashkov. "Why did she do that," she asked immediately. "Do what," I asked slowly. "reject tarus," she said calmly. I responded cautiously, "I don't know, maybe she knew abe had some other idea," I said, simply suggesting it. She appraised me then gave me a stern look. "Come to dinner with us," she said walking away. I slowly walked toward the empty Dragomir wing hoping to find Lissa and an excus eor dinner, so I didn't have to eat with oh sweet mother.
Rose's P.O.V.
I felt a headache coming on and let all my barriors down. Suddenly, there were froms everywhere and images flitting through the sides of my vision. "Tatiana," I said simply. She came, "Who killed you?" A guard looked at me crazily. Apparently they hadn't gotten the ghost memo. I shifted my attention back to Tatiana's ghost. She just looked at me. I remembered how hard it was for mason to speak and repeated, "who killed you?" She nodded toward the pocket her note was stcking out of. She looked at me again, then back at the note. She spoke sad and softly, "Follow." It was all she said before disappearing. I quickly put up my mental barriors. My head was killing me. I shouted towards the guards. "Anyone got an advil," no response. I would almost rather be yelled at then ignored all together. So now I had another question. I wonder if following her killer would lead to Lissa's illegitimate sibling. Dying of boredom and helplessness. I did what I always resort to when I've got nothing better to do. I delved into Lissa's mind.