This is my version of the last sacrifice and what I think should happen.

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Love ambre127

There is a big difference between dislike and hate. Right now I hated the moroi and I dislike being kept in a cell that used to be Dimitri's. Well ok I didn't mind the last bit, but that's not the point. The queen was found murdered in her room, that was highly guarded 24/7 and they thought that it was me, since I was the one who threw a raging fit and called her a sanctimonious bitch for putting up the age law. It wasn't my fault. But at least I wasn't the only one who thought that. My dad, Abe Mazur. Zmey. He is my mobster lawyer. I'm not sure whether or not I trust him fully. But I trust him enough to not get me executed. Since that's what happens, apparently. There is also Lissa, who believed that I was innocent right from the beginning. Knowing that I would never kill a moroi just because of some stupid law. Then there's Adrian, he just believes that I'm innocent because it's me. Last of all there is Dimitri. Actually I don't know about that one, but I'm pretty sure he would think that I was innocent.

"Rose are you even listening to me?" my dad had said, bringing me back to reality.

"Oh sorry!" I shrugged.

He just shook his head. "You're not even taking this seriously little girl!" he said in frustration.

"I am. I'm just thinking that we should take a break since we've been up since last night!" I said.

"There is no breaks if your life is at risk of being executed," he said.

"I thought that you'd never let that happen?" I asked, trying to do that one-eyebrow thing Dimitri does all the time.

"I promised, but you could at least help. Geez!" he said.

Then I heard doors opening and closing. Then I could hear the guards. My guards talking to who-ever it was. I knew it wasn't Lissa, since I could tell that she was in the library doing her own research to get me free. The person that rounded the corner was the least person I expected. My mother.

"Janine!" my dad said, clearly surprised as well.

She looked like she's trying to stay in control of her feelings, but this was the first time I saw her try. She always had her feelings in control. She took a while to speak.

"The court would like to have an audience with you," she said.

Her voice was breaking. I could tell that she was worried about me and I smiled at that knowledge. The guardians, guarding me put cuffs around my wrists and took me away. I didn't have anything else to do, I didn't know what else to do. As I walked to the courts I saw Dimitri. I did a double-take but I didn't see him again. I sighed. If only he was here walking with me. Saying words that would soothe and comfort me. I just sighed again. When we got to the courts, a judge and the all the royal moroi were there. Except for Lissa.

"Rosemarie Hathaway you are convicted of murdering the Queen Tatiana. Your trial of this murder will take place in two days. If you have not found any sufficient evidence to defend your case you will be executed." The judge said. "That is all!"

The guardians then took me back to my cell. Well I was in deep trouble but an even deeper trouble now. Before I entered my cell, a hand rested on my shoulder.

"Roza!" the voice said. A voice I knew all too well.

I spun around to come face to face with Dimitri. This was the first time he addressed me with my Russian nickname after he got free from his cell.

"Yeah?" I asked.

He just looked at me and an invisible message went through us. By the way his eyes looked at me, I knew that he was trying to say that he would fight for me until he dies. I just smiled half-heartedly and squeezed his hand.

"I'll be alright!" I said, barely louder than a whisper.

"I will never have you executed!" he whispered.

Then he just walked off. But what he said to me, just made me smile. Heck! It made my day. I knew that somewhere in his heart he never stopped loving me. When I got into my cell, a guardian passed me an envelope. I looked at him questioningly.

"You have mail. Well you're allowed to have mail I guess!" the guardian said.

I went into my cell and I heard them lock it up behind me. I sat in the corner and opened my letter. The letter shocked me. But the person it was from shocked me even more.

It was from Victor Daskkov.