A/N: You people are lucky I got two reviews, or this would not be posted. You can thank RoseWannabe and KissOfAShadow'sAngel for this. I sure thank them! Anyways, on with chapter ten and it's kinda short so sorry.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. It all belongs to Richelle Mead.

-Sarah

Chapter Ten: Stupid arm!

"From the Queen?" Dimitri asked. He was looking at me like I was crazy.

"Yes. After the hearing, Ambrose handed it to me. Just read it and you'll see." I replied.

"Okay . . ." he said. As he read, I saw his eyes widen in shock at the part about Lissa's sibling.

"Do you doubt me now?" I asked.

"Not at all." he replied. "Where would we even begin to look?" he asked.

"I think Vegas because last time when I was there, Adrian and I were talking to the manager of the Witching Hour and he was saying things about Eric that suggested he liked the showgirls." I replied.

"Then I guess that seems like the best place to start." he said.

"I'm going to have to change my appearance when we get there . . . I can't risk being recognized by anyone." I said grudgingly. "I was talking to Lissa and she said they're sending guardians to look for me. The whole Court is in panic mode. I've asked her to try to find the murderer while we find her half-sibling." I explained.

"Okay. We'll leave here in two days okay?" he asked.

"That's reasonable. I'm going to be sad to leave . . ." I said.

"Me too. We'll have to come back when your name is cleared and bring Lissa and Christian too." he told me.

"Definitely." I replied.

"You should go tell Olena . . . and while you're at it can you ask her when Oksana is coming? I swear if it isn't healed soon then I'm going to rip it off." I warned. He laughed and walked away. I went upstairs to see Viktoria.

"Hey Viktoria. Can I come in?" I asked.

"Of course!" Viktoria replied. "What's up?"

"Oh just waiting for Oksana to come and heal my stupid arm . . . I swear if this isn't fixed soon then I'm going to rip it off!" I joked.

"I wish you didn't fight them alone . . . I could've helped!" she said.

"If you wouldn't have run, I would've been worrying about you getting hurt and then I'd end up getting hurt because I wouldn't be focusing." I replied. My logic was air-tight.

"I guess . . ." she said.

"Don't worry because I'm not mad. I've would've been mad if you didn't run. Even if you didn't get hurt I would still be mad because it would mean you didn't respect my judgement." I responded.

"I understand Rose." she assured me. Just then, Dimitri walked into the room.

"Rose? Oksana can't come here so we're going there. Okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, okay. I'll go try to get dressed. It won't be easy with this stupid arm. It's definitely good that I bought some button up shirts because there is absolutely no way that I would be able to get any other type of shirt on." I said.

"Okay come on Roza hurry up and go get changed before I make you." he said, trying to look threatening.

"You don't scare me. I bet I could take you even with a broken arm!" I replied.

"Sure. I'd like to see the day." he said. I knew I'd be lucky to beat him with no injuries at all. I just didn't say that. With a sigh, I got up and went to Dimitri's room and picked out my outfit. I picked dark jeans with a purple button-up shirt and a white camisole underneath. I had trouble with the buttons so once I had everything on I had to go and get Viktoria to button me up. She laughed at me but did it anyway.

After that ordeal, we set out for Mark and Oksana's house.