Hello. Well it has been a long time now hasn't it? Sorry it's been ages, I kind of forgot about this fic and got caught up in my Harry Potter one (I put the epilogue up for that fic today, I shall miss it dearly *sniff*)
Anyway, forgive me? I know this chapter's short and doesn't really move the plot forward much, but I wanted to get something out for you guys. Hope you like it anyway! Please leave a review even if it's only to tell me it's rubbish and I need my head checking out or something.
Yeah, I should probably stop rambling now huh? I'll let you get on with reading now, promise!
"Adrian?" I asked to dumbfounded to remember his title. "Princess? What are you doing with Lord Ivashkov?" I asked indignantly.
Adrian I noticed looked half scared to death and Lissa didn't look much better. They were pale for even Moroi. Vailisa had wide eyes and was panting from some sort of physical exertion. Adrian did too. Something in my face must have told him I wasn't particularly happy with him because he shied back and paled even more.
"He knows where Rose is!" Vasilisa exploded.
My heart leapt and for a moment I didn't know what to think.
"Where." I asked too stunned to move. Too stunned to even shake him by the shoulders.
"Well I don't know exactly a –"
"What do you mean you don't know?" I demanded and this time I did shake him. He started to look a little scared so I stopped. "If you do not know exactly then tell me what you do know. And how." I felt my eyes narrow.
He looked like he thought I suspected him of some sort of treachery which wasn't far off base. How could he know where she was? Him? A Moroi. A sleazy Moroi at that. Thinking about it now there was no way he could know unless he was in on it. Whatever it was.
"He's a sprit user, Dimitri." Vasilisa said with an exasperated sigh. I felt my jaw drop. Seriously him? Whatever. No matter how much I didn't trust him after what I had seen Vasilisa do I trusted her. Especially about spirit.
"Can we come in?"
"Tell me on the way." I reached back into the room and grabbed my duster and stake and then shut the door behind me. Ivashkov started looking scared again. "Talk." I began walking down the hall. It didn't matter if Ivashkov didn't tell me because the princess would.
"Dreams are interesting places. They show you what you want to see sometimes but at other times your deepest fears. They show more than most people will ever know… Uh, sorry. I walk dreams. I managed to get to Rose a few minutes ago. She's in a basement. She didn't say where."
I rounded on him.
"How is she?"
"Scared."
I glared.
"Alright –"
"You call being held captive against her will 'alright'?"
He pulled a cigarette out. I let him put it to his mouth and only took it away from him when the lighter was just about to light it. I then threw it to the floor.
"If you want to smoke do it outside and away from the students." I snapped. "Is Rose hurt?"
"No. Don't know about anyone else she woke up."
I hurried away telling them to get to the operations room as soon as possible. I knew Ivashkov had lit a cigarette but right now I really didn't care. I had a lead at last.