Chapter 2! Woohoo!

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I woke up to the smell and sound of sizzling bacon and eggs. Dimitri had already left and had left the door open, surprisingly. I got up and walked towards the kitchen, rubbing my eyes.

"Hey, Liss, you making break-" I stopped short and Dimitri burst out laughing from behind me on the couch that was already made up. He, Lissa, Adrian, Maia and Eddie were already up and waiting. And Christian was cooking.

"Not me," Lissa smiled and turned off the TV.

"Sparky, if your cooking kills me, I will come back to haunt you as a ghost," I said as he put a plate of steaming hot food infront of me. Dimitri chuckled at me and Sparky gave me his impersonation of my death glare. Everyone else joined into the laughter.

"It won't kill you. You've tried my cooking before. Plus, why would I want to kill Lissa, too?" he grinned. Damn, he had me there and he knew it.

"Well, what if while I wasn't looking you put poison on my food and no one else's?" I said. It was a weak comeback, but I was tired from staying up late with Dimitri.

Christian eyed Dimitri and was suddenly solemn. "I wouldn't dare, Rose," Then he turned joking. "I don't think even my fire could stop him."

"No, probably not." I said and chuckled, thinking about how protective Dimitri can get. Some people don't like it, but on him, it just makes him more sexy in my eyes.

The food was really good. Sparky can definately cook again. While we were cleaning up the dishes, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" I yelled. When I opened the door, I was shocked to find Priscilla Voda standing on the other side of the door.

"Hello, dear Rosemarie Hathaway. Is Vasilisa here?" she asked.

"Yes, would you like to come in? We are just cleaning up our breakfast," I replied. This was odd. I was probably on the Queen's Top 10 People I Hate list, and her best friend is calling me dear.

"Well-" she broke her cool, calm, precisive exterior. "No, that's all right. I'll speak to her out here in the hall." I was turning around when- "Could you get Christian Ozera for me too? I figure that if Vassilisa is here, then so he must be."

"Sure thing," I said. "They both live in this house, so he's always here." I walked back to the kitchen leaving the door open and Priscilla standing there with a somewhat shocked look on her face.

"Lissa," I said as I pulled her over. "Priscilla Voda is standing outside. For some reason that I haven't figured out yet she wants to talk to you and Christian."

"Okay..." she said and grabbed Christian's arm, pulling him to the door as she mentioned this.

"Hey, Priscilla, what is it?" we heard Lissa say before the door was shut.

"And she closed the door, too. How interesting," Adrian said.

"Oh, I plan on listening in," I said and popped into Lissa's head.

"Yeah, what's up?" Christian said, not too good with the royal stuff. I could feel Lissa's curiousity.

"I have a special, rare offer for the both of you," she said. They looked at each other.

"A trip?" Lissa verified.

"Yes. A trip to Hawaii. Now I know that you can only go out at night, but it is still a beautiful place and without so much human interruption." she said.

"Okay," Lissa said. "Why the offer?"

"Queen Tatiana has thought that maybe you need a break, Vasilisa, and why not bring your... boyfriend?"

"A break... from what?" she asked Priscilla.

"Just from all of these lower-class; not that you don't like 'hanging out' with them, but it would be nice to show you how a real royal spends her days in between ruling. A completely harmless trip- one week. Money and transportation supplied," Priscilla said. Lissa looked over at Christian who didn't seem to know what to say. Then he surprised her.

"What about Rose? She's Lissa's guardian. And so is Dimitri," he said.

"That's true," Liss agreed. Voda looked like she was hoping this wouldn't have been said, though she must have known it was inevitable.

"She can't go. Neither can guardian Belikov. We want a more proffesional guardian- not that Mr. Belikov isn't one of the greatest, but the queen IS worried about the last Dragomir, and would like one of her personal guardians to go instead. Three of them, in fact."

"Well, uh, what do you think?" she turned to Christian. But the question seemed to be for the both of us. She knew that I'd be listening in on this. I knew I couldn't tell her, but she was hoping that maybe I'd open the door and voice my own opinion. Christian was completely oblivious.

"That sounds pretty good, acutally," he said. "I mean, Rose and Dimitri- they're awesome, but..." he shrugged.

I opened the door, having enough of the conversation. Christian also was not helping in the least bit.

"I think it would be easier on Lissa if she had guardians around that she knew," I said. The look of shock on Priscilla's face was priceless. She really didn't think I would stay out of this conversation did she?

"Rose!" Voda said, genuinely surprised.

"Nice to see you again Priscilla," I said with as much inoccence I could muster up.

"I-uh, think it would be best- if-" she spluttered. "I think it would be best if we go by the queens bidding and give her THREE guardians that protect Tatiana herself," she recovered. Fuck, she was good. I thought this time I REALLY had had her.

"Well, how about two of her guardians, Dimitri and myself. Best of both worlds," I said.

"I am only speaking her words, so if you really think it's best that you change them then you must go to the queen and sort this out." Priscilla said.

"Fine," I mumbled. "Then I can just bitch her out too."

Are you actually going to see her? Now? Lissa thought through the bond.

"Now young lady, that is no way to talk..." Priscilla started but I tuned her out.

What else am I supposed to do? I thought to myself. She's my charge, and I'm not letting her out of my sights.

"You're charge? But Rose, maybe she has a point. I mean, what harm can another guardian- or three- do?" Lissa said.

I eyed her suspiciously. I hadn't said that out loud. She gasped.

I can read your thoughts! I just read that one too! What's going on? she sent through the bond again.

Oh my god! Holy shit you can read my thoughts! I sent back.

Yeah, what the hell! Lissa thought.

"Girls?" Priscilla said, looking at us like we were crazy. I saw in my mind that Lissa had wide eyes and I suspected I did too. We were also just standing there, staring at each other. Christian joined Voda's stare.

"Sorry," I said to Priscilla. Should we tell her? I sent to Lissa.

About this? No not yet. But are you going to her now or not?

Yes, because I won't let you go to Hawaii without me. You'd miss me too much.

"I want to seen the Queen," Bitch I thought to myself. "Now if that is okay?"

"You may do what you like, but the queen is set on her ways," Priscilla said. "I can take you to her now, just please... change into something a bit more presentable. And brush your hair."

I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever you say." My sarcasm was pretty good, and I'm sure Priscilla caught it. Before she could say anything, I walked back into the house.

"What was that about?" Adrian asked before Dimitri could open his mouth.

"The Queen Bitch invited Lissa and Christian on a trip to Hawaii, and she expects Dimitri and I to stay home," I said with as much venom as I could muster. That bitch must really be naive if she thinks I'm not going to fight on her decision.

"No way," said Adrian shocked. "So your going over there to tell her otherwise aren't you?"

I was surprised, Adrian knew me well. "Of course."

A moment later Lissa and Christian came back.

"We've already decided on our guardians, but if you can change the queen's mind..." Lissa shrugged at me.

"Nice to see that you have confidence in me," I said.

"It's not that... It's... I'm just... I don't know what to do..." then she talked to me through the bond.

I would love, love, love, LOVE it if you could come with me, but I don't know what to do because you would obviously follow Tatiana's orders and protect me meaning you couldn't have as much fun as you could have if you didn't have to guard me. I would ask for you to come WITH us, but you know how that will turn out...

Yeah, I said back. Queen Bitch always gets her way. Hey, I'll try.

Okay, she said.

"You don't know what to do about what?" Dimitri asked.

"Nothing," she said. It was unusual for her to not tell the truth.

"I gotta go get changed; maybe if I wear something nicer, like a dress, the Queen will let us come with you," I said as I headed to my bedroom.

Lissa had decided one of the rooms should be mine, so that if I ever needed a place to stay, I could stay here. My dress was simple but still beautiful. I hoped that even though I wasn't wearing some bigass gown, a dress would be good enough, seeing as everyone knew I didn't dare touch a dress. It was white, ending a few inches above my knees with black vertical stripes running all along it and a wide red belt on the waist. I wore a pair of red heels to bring out the red belt on the dress. I put my hair up into a loose bun, with little strands hanging out here and there. I applied a little bit of make up, and I was ready to go.

When I stepped back into the living room, everyone was surprised but Dimitri looked like he couldn't find anything more beautiful. I smiled at him and said to everyone in the room,

"Wish me luck, guys," I headed out into the hall to go to the queen with the ever-patient Priscilla Voda.

I hadn't realized it before, since I rarely go to visit the Queen, but Lissa's house is not that far from her office. Now, is that a good thing or a bad thing I don't know.

"I highly doubt you will be able to change the Queen's mind, no matter how dressed up you are," Priscilla said and broke me out of my mind blabbering.

"Oh, she will. I'm very persuasive," I said. Man, I really am starting to hate her. At first I thought she was okay, always quiet sitting beside Tatiana, but now I'm starting to really dislike her.

"Ah, back already, Priscilla? And who do we have here? Rose, what a surprise. What brings you here today?" she asked. I knew the smile on her face was genuine, but it still made me grind my teeth together.

"I'm here to talk to you about the generous offer you made to Lissa and Christian," I said, emphasizing Lissa and Christian.

"Oh, the trip? Sit down, then. I feel we will be in here for a while." She gestured to a chair across from her, behind me. She cleared a few papers and put her hands together on her desk, waiting for me to start.

"If you know me at all, then you would know that I don't want Lissa going without me. She is my charge, and I should be the one to protect her," I said, trying to keep my anger to a minimum. Hopefully I don't pull any of Lissa's darkness from her. Thank goodness she hasn't used Spirit for a little while.

"Rose, I really don't have the time to chat, though." She looked stressed. "I understand your need to go with her, though you may think I don't. I think it's best that I send my best guardians with her. I DO want to protect the last Dragomir, okay? She needs a bit of a break from that Spirit of hers and to see what it will be like when she's a supreme ruler- I don't want her thinking it's all stress and no fun. She needs to see, so that when the time comes for her to make decisions, she'll know its not that hard. The Dragomirs, as you know, were once a very great family. She can keep up that reputation, and will need to. With that boy by her side, with him having just enough Dragomir blood to carry the line, she can start anew. But she needs rest and peace for as long as she can for the long road ahead of her."

I hadn't missed how she had said "that boy". I was also surprised by how much she had said. What could I fit into here?

"You're going soft on me Tatiana. Who knew you had a heart," I said sarcastically. When in doubt, go for sarcasm. That's my motto. She allowed a small smile.

"Rose, I truly only want whats best for her."

"As do I," I said. "How about a compromise. Let me- and just me- go with her as a friend. You can send your guardians to protect her, but I will be off duty." I truely hoped she would take my suggestion and roll with it.

Something flickered behind her eyes but I couldn't catch it and her face went blank.

"I'm sorry, Rose, but my decision is made. It's just her and Christian; now, I truly am busy, I must talk to you later." And with that, she turned back to her paperwork. "Priscilla, please escort her back to Lissa's room."

Priscilla nodded and stood up. Damnit, I can't believe that bitch is just going to ignore me. I had a good idea, and she just completely ignored it. Priscilla took me back to Lissa's room, not talking to me the whole way, letting me think about all of this until we got to the door.

"Have a nice day, Rose," she said automatically, smiled, and turned around and left.

When I walked through the door, everyone was sitting in the living room watching television.

"Bad news, guys," I said. All eyes turned to me.

"What happened?" Lissa asked.

"Tatiana basically ignored everything I said. She said shit like 'I want to protect the last Dragomir', 'she needs a break from Spirit', 'keeping the reputation of the Dragomirs', and she mentioned carrying on the line with 'that boy'," I said and looked towards Christian.

"'That boy'?" Christian was outraged at the tone I put on it, showing how the queen had done it. "She never did like me, eh?"

"She's just prejudging you since your parents willingly turned Strigoi. Also, she wanted Lissa to end up with Adrian, so yeah I guess she never did."

Lissa sighed. "Then we must do what she likes, or cancel the offer."

I also sighed. "It is an amazing once in a lifetime chance. I don't want to be the reason you guys don't get to experience it. Go, but check in everynight." The last part I said more to Lissa than Christian, hoping she would get what I meant by "check in".

"Okay, thanks," she seemed relieved and a smile grew on her lips. "Hold on while I call and ask for a date."

Lissa jumped off of the couch and picked her cell phone off of the coffee table in front of them all. She dialed a number quickly and started to chat. I went to change back quickly and she was already finished when I returned.

"Tatiana said in three days time! At five in the after noon, so we can be there some time at night." She was grinning from ear to ear.

"Then I should probably help you start packing," I said, putting on a falsely cheery voice.

"Yes, please," she agreed and hopped off the couch towards her bedroom. I followed.

"Where to start?" I said as I opened her huge closet.

"Hmm... beach stuff first, definitely," I was hurt that she could be so happy about this but I didn't show it. Either way, Lissa looked at me funny. Damn, I forgot she could read my thoughts.

"Oh lord." I opened the drawer with all her bathing suits in it. Let's just say that we bot have a thing with buying any cute bathing suit we find.

"Well I definitely want to take the black one," she said. "The one with a simple pink rose outline on the chest."

"And this one," I said and pulled out a cute black one that says Roxy on it in rainbow colours.

"Yes," she agreed. She pulled a brown leather suit case out of her walk-in closet and opened a compartment.

She took the bathing suits from me and put them in the bag. "I should probably grab one more."

She looked through the dedicated drawer and took out one more two-piece.

"You don't plan on bringing everything in there do you?" I asked her. "That's unlike you to pack so light."

"No, not really," she smiled. She took out a scarlet one that had black handwriting on the ass. It read: Sexy

Typical, I thought.

Then she went back to her closet and took out a few outfits for every day. One had a plaid pink skirt with a white tank top. The top had a swirly pink design along the front. She put pink heels that criss cross across the toes and have a strap that come around the back of her heel. The second was a black t-shirt with a red rose, green stem full of thorns and white angelic wings coming from the rose. The bottoms were red mini-shorts. The shoes she would wear with it are black flats that have a little ruffle on the toes. The third outfit had jean capris and a grey shirt that read: Aeropostales. She put in a pair of grey runners to wear with it.

She grabbed other necessities for the rest of the week-long trip, ones I would rather not describe and more outfits. Stuffing them all into the leather suit case, she closed it and put it in a corner in her room.

"There," Lissa said, clapping her hands together as if dusting them off.

"That was slightly less painless then I thought it would be," I said and chuckled.

She laughed too.

"Slightly," she agreed.