#1 in RoseHathaway(10/5/18)
#40 in Mystery(29,1,18)
#64 in Fantasy ... Dimitri is leaving on a mission. Before that he finally persuades Rose to get married. Everybody is excited for the marriage of the first Gaurdian couple in the Moroi World. But...
As the sound of trumpets flooded into my ears, the reality sunk into me, making me twitch.
That day was the coronation and Rose had finally agreed to take up the charge.
I had seen the sadness and the disgust in her eyes as they were busy dressing and decking her up in the choicest jewelry for the occasion. I had so wanted to reach out and comfort her, but thought better of it.
I knew that she was hurting inside. Never had she wanted the throne. She still longed for the day when Lissa would return, but situations seem to be against us completely.
Whatever were her feelings, I knew that they would be hidden throughout the coronation. She would put up her best game face for the world to see, while crumbling and breaking inside.
I looked at my dress. I was not supposed to escort her as family as Janine and Abe had volunteered to take up my place.
So I was in my black and white guardian suit, ready to protect her from any harm.
Janine in a blue dress walked up to me, her lips drawn into a tight line, her messy red hairs giving her the fierceness of a female guardian, the sane fierceness that I always find in Rose.
"I don't just like this. Everybody is pushing her to danger," she whispered.
I simply nodded. I didn't have a say anymore.
My Jaws tightened as Abe in his obviously fashionable, conspicuous green suit with a yellow shirt, walked right up to us.
"Abe Mazur," I greeted him, mechanically shaking hands, "What a pleasure!"
"Cut it off, Belikov. I know you aren't pleased to see me," his eyes soldered dangerously.
"You failed, the great Zmey failed," I retorted.
"Look son, I know you wanted me to use my influence to stop Rose's accession to the throne in some way, but there are some lines I don't dare cross. I too have my bindings and restrictions and I can't stop it until I see a potential threat. But rest assured that I am watching and I'll not let anyone harm my daughter., "
"False promises, " Janine rolled her eyes," You should have done something, used your powers and connections, anything. I've got a bad feeling about this coronation, kind of a gut feeling."
"Don't worry, my men have the area covered. Nothing can happen today, " He took out his phone, dialling numbers.
As he moved away, his attitude casual as usual, Janine let out a sigh.
Suddenly our attention was drawn to a flurry of activities.
Rose had completed her dressing. As she emerged from behind the curtains, my jaws dropped. She looked stunning and her gorgeous hair and makeup really imparted a regal air to her.
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She looked every-inch the superstar as she rocked an Elie Saab Spring 2016 Couture gown.
Delicate jeweled straps were wrapped around her shoulders to reveal the plunging neckline of her gorgeous hand beaded, tiered gown in dusty lilac with Stuart Weitzman shoes and Tiffany & Co. jewels.
Her magnificent hair created a classic modern wave to complement her beautiful vintage Elie Saab dress.
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It seemed like the Moroi were too familiar with the human world, delving into its latest fashions and trends.
As she gracefully came and stood in front of me, a sigh of appreciation escaped my lips.
"Roza, you..." I couldn't say anymore as I chocked at the unearthly beauty before my eyes.
"Stop admiring this stupid dress, and this stupid ceremony. I hate it all. I feel like I'm cheating Lissa," she shouted.
I've never seen such an emotional outburst in Rose as she always had her guardian mask on. Only at times did that mask slip off and the true Rose came out, that too when we were completely alone. It was one if those moments if weakness when I strongly felt that I needed to comfort her.
But before I could advance, her attendants came and escorted her away with Janine following, but not before she cast me a knowing look.
Dejected and frustrated, I joined the train of guardians and Moroi, without a word, following Rose to her throne, amidst astonished eyes.
And there sat the throne of power, the throne of fire, the throne of treachery, the throne of blood, fight, magic, life and death.
