I sat next to Lissa in the library, opposite Christian and Adrian. Against my wishes, Lissa persuaded me to stay with her at the Academy for another week or so, just to finish up her research on Vladimir and Ana; research I have long since ditched.
I felt Adrian's foot move up and down my leg and I glared at him.
"Don't make me," I warned him, nodding my head towards Dimitri, who was in the corner doing the whole seeing-but-not-seeing thing. I felt someone behind me and whirled around in my chair.
Abe, my father, was standing behind me.
"Oh, um, guys-I forgot to tell you. This is my dad." I said nonchalantly. Fear flickered across everyone's faces, minus Dimitri. I snickered.
"Your father is Ibrahim Mazur?" Christian stuttered.
"Yes, I'm her father, and if you don't want to be in a wheel chair for the rest of your life, you better not forget that." Abe snarled.
"Dadddddd," I whined like a little girl. Dimitri stifled a laugh. Christian, on the other hand, was trying not to pee his pants.
"I, um, er, well, see…HE WANTS TO SLEEP WITH YOUR DAUGHTER!" Christian stammered, pointing at Adrian. Adrian paled.
"Well….HE ALREADY SLEPT WITH YOUR DAUGHTER!" Adrian exclaimed, pointing to Dimitri. WTF? Do BOTH my parents have to be involved in m sex life??
"Guardian Belikov, may I speak with you for a moment? Alone." Abe obviously didn't know how to navigate this particular minefield, but he was doing okay. As long as he doesn't kill the love of my life.
"The queen is holding a party-no, a 'royal ball'- in Portland this weekend. I already got permission to go. How about it?" Adrian said. I looked up at him.
"You decide to tell us now?"
"Yeah."
I almost punched his cocky little face, but I was too excited.
"Portland? Of course we're going!" I shouted, just as Dimitri came back with Abe, looking kind of scared and a little embarrassed.
I did not want to know….