RPOV
I stood staring down at this impossible crisis. This cannot be happening. There were many things wrong with the situation in front of me. Firstly, I don't understand how he got onto the grounds. Extra security had been placed since the group of strogoi had been spotted not far from the court. There were Guardians, Specialists and Sihounds had been put around the court wards, there was no was that a strogoi was getting in here undetected. Guardians and Specialists could be compelled but sihounds couldn't so alarms would still be raised. Second, this meant that at least one of my charge or students were assisting strogoi movements and causing harm on their own. Third, there was another spirit user and because of them no body was safe.
"We need to bring him somewhere. Nobody can know he's here and we need to search and examine him somewhere safe." I turn to the Queen and my fiancé.
"We'll use the apartment. No guards and nobody will think twice that we're there. Comrade, youre a big strong man so you can carry him. Yard? поиск"
Yard stayed ahead of us searching and keeping an eye out for any sign of movement. The rest of us walked in silence each caught in our thoughts. Horrified and confused as to what this means for our world.
We reached our apartment undetected and placed the body in the tub. No way in hell was that thing going on my new couch.
"Liss, call Christian and get him over here as soon as he can and get him to bring the ink. Dimitri call Eddie, he'll probably be with Jill we need both of them to be a part of this. I'll call Adrian and Sydney. Another Sprit user could only be useful and Sydney's a fucking genius so we need her."
Without waiting for an answer I walked into the bedroom to use the house phone. Three rings is all it took.
"Little Dhampir, good to hear from you! How have you been?" a husky excited voice answered.
"Adrian I need you guys to get to court as fast as you can. It's an emergency so please get on the first plane here."
"Already on my way Rosie." And then the line went dead. I stared at the phone in my hand praying that he actually understood the seriousness of this situation.
I walked out and Lissa is sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee in her hand. I hadn't noticed before now but she was still in her nightdress and slippers.
"Come on your majesty" I said smiling at her "let's get you into something with a little more coverage."
She put her coffee down and followed me into the bedroom. As like all friends, I had clothes in my wardrobe that belonged to Lissa that I either borrowed from her or that she left here after she stayed the night.
She sat on the bed as I started to rummage through the clothes pulling hers out. Eventually we decided on jeans and a navy oversized t-shirt. It wasn't very queen like but it was that or very short dresses from nights out.
As I started to turn to walk back out to the living room where Dimitri and I think Christian, who had just arrived, were waiting.
"Rose?" Lissa said from behind me quietly. I turned to look at her, urging her to continue.
"What does this mean for us? What about the wedding? How are we going to stop this?"
"Honestly Liss" I said smiling apologetically at her "I have no idea. The wedding more than likely will have to be cancelled because there would be too many people we can't trust in one room. Talk about asking for trouble. As for beating these assholes? We'll come up with something. We always do, don't we?"
We entered the sitting room to see Dimitri and Christian deep in conversation. Lissa was the one to tell the boys.
"So Christian I asked you to bring the ink because we're all getting spirit charmed tattoos. Rose and I have discussed this before but we were having trouble talking the council around to the idea. Ours are basically going to counter the strigoi Spirit marks"
"Exactly" I joined in. "It can be whatever we want. Design is not an issue. The purpose is for us to become immune to compulsion. Lissa is also trying to come up with a charm allowing us to detect spirit like her and Adrian can. It won't be as cool as auras but it should be like a tingling where the tattoos are placed. Also, and it's a long shot, but hopefully it should be able to tell us if someone has been compelled recently. It's a good start."
"Its good Roza, but it's very uncertain. Shouldn't we research it more" Dimitri said running his hands through his god-like hair and leaning back against the couch. Jesus cant he do one fucking thing without thinking about it for hours?
"Look Belikov, it defiantly stops us being compelled and maybe the other stuff. That's enough for me. This is happening, it's our best protection for now. Anyway I think we should discuss the wedding. This mess won't be finished by then and it's too dangerous for any of us let alone Lissa to be there with this kind of security risk. It fucking sucks but what other choice do we have?"
Both Lissa and Dimirti didn't look happy but they nodded in agreement.
"no." Christian said sternly. He had been pretty quiet up until that point. We all turned to look at him questioningly. I love Christian but in I 'I hate you but deep down I love you kinda way'. It's like a love for a brother, you love them because you have to but they irritate the living shit out of you.
"No?" I scoffed at him raising an eyebrow. Is he seriously contradicting me on the timing of my own wedding?
"Exactly. We're trying not to draw attention to the fact that we are aware of this situation, right? Don't you think that calling off the most talked about wedding of the century would do exactly that? We need to continue like we always do and try to get as much information as we can that way" I leaned forward waiting for a response.
"He has a point Rose.."
"No lissa. Don't be stupid. I'm not putting the fucking queen at that kind of a security risk! What do you take me for? NO."
I turn on my heels going to the kitchen and grabbing some water from the fridge. I feel strong toned and sexy arms wrap around my waist from my side. And a kiss is planted on my head. I turn to face him and my anger dissolves as I look at his face.
"I really do want to marry you Dimitri. I just don't thing we can do it next week. It's not safe and-"
And not for the first time, Dimitri puts an end to my rambling with a small kiss.
"I know, Love. I agree with you. What kind of Guardians would we be if we got the Queen killed at something we know is not safe. We'll think of something. Because I aint going anywhere without you being my wife. I love you." And he kissed me again.
As we re-entered the living room we told Christian and Lissa that postponing the wedding was our final decision and no amount of arguing can change it.
After about thirty minutes of trying to come up with suspects and any explanation we could conjure, my phone buzzed from the coffee table.
*Hey Rose, we just boarded the plane. We should be there in a couple of hours! Cant wait to see everyone and hope everyone is well.*
"Hey guys that was Sydney she says that they'll be here soon. As soon as Adrian is here he'll do the tattoos so start thinking about what you want done. I think we should get some rest because tomorrow is a long day. You guys can stay in the spare room. Without the tattoos we can't be separated."
We said our goodbyes and walked to our rooms.
In bed I lay my head on Dimitri bare chest and ran my hand up and down his toned stomach. Eventually letting it rest over where he tattooed my name on his chest.
"So comrade? What tattoo are you going to get? You could get a nice sexy tribal thing on your arm. You would get sooo much ass" I said teasingly. Suddenly I was flipped onto my back with my sexy Russian hoovering ontop of me. He runs his nose seductively along mine and I can feel his breath on my face. All thought of tension, treachery and strogoi completely erased from my mind.
"I already get lots of ass." he whispered sending shivers down my body.
That he did. For now.
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