Tatianna's Point of View
Something wasn't right; I could feel it.
It had been hours since Rose had gone missing and I still had hadn't heard anything from Adrian. Come to think of it, I hadn't heard much of anything from any of them.
The plan had been to lure Rose's little motley crew out to Spokane while Adrian and I focused on uncovering her true location. I wasn't so delusional as to believe Victor would hang around Spokane to get see the job get done, so right now I had no way of knowing whether the trap had actually worked. It wasn't like I could just call one of his henchmen.
I knew most people wouldn't understand why I was doing this, but being Queen is about making the tough decisions. My health wasn't what it used to be and I hadn't spent the last 10 years grooming Rose to take the throne only to have her throw it all away.
And for love no less.
No…this was the right thing for everyone, even if Rose couldn't see that right now.
After another twenty minutes of pacing around the throne room my impatience finally got the best of me.
The time for waiting was over and now Adrian needed to get me some answers. Pulling out my mobile phone I quickly dialed and waited for him to pick up on the other end.
3 rings later he finally answered.
"Now's not a good time." He answered curtly.
It wasn't like him to be so rude.
"Adrian dear I'm the Queen. Anytime is a good time if I say so. Now I need to see you." I told him sternly. Adrian was well known for pushing my buttons but even he knew better than to argue when I used this tone.
Or at least I thought he did.
"I already told you Auntie, it's not a good time." I could hear him trying to muffle the phone but I could have sworn I heard the sound of Belikov's voice in the background.
"Adrian, where are you exactly?" I questioned, trying to keep the irritation out of my voice. If Adrian was with Belikov then things definitely weren't going according to plan.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" He mumbled darkly. "Look I've got to go."
He didn't even give me a chance to open my mouth before I heard the unmistakable sound of a dial tone.
Yes…something was definitely wrong.
Rose's Point of View
When I came to a second time we were in a large SUV driving down a bumpy road. Sneaking a peak out of the window I noticed there was nothing around for miles.
Nothing except for the giant country manor sprawled out in front of us.
The house itself was quite large, but had clearly suffered a bit of neglect over the years. It was also incredibly familiar, but I couldn't quite figure out where I recognized it from.
"How's your memory Rosemarie?" Victor asked, peering into the backseat to look at me.
"It would probably suck less if you quit drugging me." I spat.
I wasn't trying to amuse him, but it seemed I was doing just that.
"You make a fair point, but I much rather prefer your company when you're sedated dear. I've found you are quite ornery otherwise." He smiled.
"Gee I wonder why?" I grumbled sarcastically.
Most people would probably try to avoid antagonizing their kidnapper but then I'm not like most people. Victor was a sadistic bastard who wanted to kill my unborn baby; I wasn't really in the mood to try and play nice.
Pulling up in the familiar looking driveway, I racked my brain again trying to figure out how I knew this place.
"Still can't figure it out?" Victor taunted.
What I wouldn't give to be able to set that bastard on fire right now…
He was looking at me expectantly and I just knew he was waiting for me to give up and ask.
Well tough shit buddy because that's never gonna happen.
Rolling his eyes Victor finally conceded. "Very well then Rosemarie, have it your way."
When we reached the front steps of the old worn down house, I could have sworn I saw a flash of movement on the inside.
"Take her back to the car and keep her there." Victor hissed.
Apparently I wasn't the only one who saw that.
I knew from my brief contact with Adrian that they had a pretty good idea where I might but and I felt a small spark of hope thinking it might be Dimitri waiting to rescue me on the other side. Victor must have been thinking the same thing given the number of henchmen he took inside with him.
Walking back to the car, one of Victor's idiotic minions made the mistake of shoving me a little too hard. I was still groggy from the sedation, but I somehow managed not to fall on my face. I did however feel a sudden rush of anger at the manhandling and was surprised to find a small ball of fire had formed in my hand.
I guess Victors little experimental drug wasn't as fool proof as he thought.
Closing my fist tightly I quickly extinguished the flame before anyone else could notice. There were still two henchmen left behind with me, so I needed to time this just right.
Sorry it took me a couple of days to get this chapter up. It's a little short but don't worry the next one is soon to follow.
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