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I own only plot.

Chapter 3

Home, sweet home.

Once I arrived to airstrip I couldn't believe my eyes. I knew that my father was rich but not that rich. There, on the airstrip stood shining in sun black with red stripes jet. Beside it stood Pavel with a smile on his face. Only then I realized that I had a mouth open.

"God, Hathaway, close you mouth before it turns into a fly catcher." Said a rather smug looking Pavel.

What's wrong with me. It should be me making jokes not the other way around. As I went past him a gave him my famous 'death-glare'. Only it to be changed into a look of aware when I saw the insides of jet. Seriously, what my father is doing for living? I'm not sure if the Queen herself travels in such luxury as my old man. The insides of the jet was like a five-star hotel suite. It's like the site before my eyes had come from an Arabic fairytale. Salon was decorated in red and gold. Instead of uncomfortable seats there were sofas with a lot of different sizes pillows on them. Sofas looked so soft and inviting that I wanted nothing more then just lay down on one of them and fall asleep. I looked around for about five more minutes but all I could come up with to describe my father's jet was WOW.

"Do I really want to know about this so-called business?" I asked Pavel.

"No, you don't" he chuckled

Pavel noticed my longing look towards sofa. He gestured to one of them to sit down. When both of us settled comfortably, the jet started to take off. Once in the air my shadow-kissed side affect started kicking me in the ass, well, in form of a headache, but still. I tried to put my mental walls, but it didn't help fully to block the ghosts or to ease the pain. I sighed.

"Hey, what's wrong, Rose?" Asked Pavel, looking concerned.

"Oh, it's just a headache I always get when I'm out of wards. It's not a big deal, just takes time to adjust to it".

"Oh, right. Abe told me about something like that. I'm sorry, I forgot to give it to you before, but better later then never" With that been said he gave me a nazar on a solid silver setting. The evil eye was made from sky blue glass which sparked in the pendant was hanging on a plain black silver chain. It was breathtaking.

I opened my mouth to say something but Pavel cut me of.

"What?''

''And ho dose this help me?"

"Oksana charmed it with spirit. Abe asked her to do it for you a while ago. He picked up this necklace in hope that you'll like it. He noticed that you wore the one he gave to your mother and thought that it was time to give you your own." Wow. My father was thinking ahead. I really need to thank him as well as ask him why he needed it in the first place.

"Thank you for giving it to me. It's beautiful. Can you help me to put it on?" I turn around and put my hair up for him to place the necklace. He carefully put it on, his fingers brushing my skin while doing so. I can already feel spirit doing its job. Once it was securely locked Pavel's took his rough hands stayed from my skin and returned to his seat. When I looked up to Pavel I saw him smiling at me.

"It's much better, thank you". I told gratefully.

"You are welcome". We set in comfortable silence for while. It was something I really missed from my academy days with Dimitri.

"I think that you should rest. Don't take it the wrong way, but you look like you really need it" said Pavel.

"Non-taken. I haven't slept about two days strait. How long will it take us to reach our destination?"

"About 6-7 hours"

"Ok. Can you wake me up once we land?"

"Yeah, sure". As soon as words left his mouth I closed my eyes. But before drifting to sleep I wondered, what will happened from now on.

When I woke up I noticed that I no longer was on a jet. I was in bed. At first I tensed. I didn't know where I was. It took me a minute to remember what I've decided to do. I signed and looked around. It was a day time. Sunlight was dim because of thick jalousie which was making the whole room to look cozy and welcoming. How did I end up in there and how long did I sleep?

I got up from the bed and noticed that I was only in my underwear. What the hell?

I went to the closed and opened it. In there were my closes from court as well as some new which were surprisingly my size. I wondered, how my father knew about my size? Note, ask him later.

I grabbed a pair of white shorts and blue top to mach my new nazar. And went to take a shower.

Ater showering I dressed up and decided that I'll take my time today and striated my hair. When I was satisfied with my look I went out of bathroom and went to look from the window. The site before my eyes was amazing. My room was on a second floor and the oleander bushes finished before my window. In the 5 minute distance there was a sandy beach. I could only stare at a sea with a loving gaze. It was so long ago since I was on a beach. I definitely need to work on my tan.

I need to talk to Abe and then I'll go swimming and sunbathing. I went out of my room and walked down the hall. I herd a noise coming from downstairs and went to see if I can find Abe there.

I walked on a noise and came to a big wooden door. As I was to knock, the door opened reviling a man.

"Well, good morning Kiz."

Next chapter is going to be a little bit longer.

I'll update only on Sundays, because it's the only day I can actually do something except my school/home work.