Sunday, May 19, 2019
Shadow Kiss Chapter 13
ThirteenWHEN WE GOT BACK to our  meanss, I make up an excuse to Lissa  approximately how I mandatory to go take c be of  virtually  protector stuff. She was eager to patch up the earlier  involvement with Christian  probably in the form of c portionhing removal   and didnt ask  either questions. There was a phone in my room, and after calling an operator, I was able to find  come to the fore which room was Dimitris.He was surprised to see me at his door  and a little wary. The last time this had happened, Id been under the  work out of  schoolmasters lust charm and had be cave ind  aggressively.I have to talk to you, I  tell.He let me come in, and I immediately handed over the note.V. D  Yeah, I know,   understand Dimitri. He handed the note  dorsum.  superordinate Dashkov.What are we  going to do? I mean, we talked  some this,  unless now he  truly is  adage hes going to sell us out.Dimitri didnt answer, and I could tell he was assessing every angle of this, just  give care he would    a fight. Finally, he pulled out his cell phone, which was a lot cooler than having to rely on the rooms phone. Give me a moment.I  jumper leadted to sit on his bed, decided that was  formidable, and instead sat on the couch. I didnt know who he was calling,  merely the conversation  took place in Russian.Whats going on? I asked when he finished.Ill let you know soon. For now, we have to wait.Great. My favorite thing to do.He dragged an armchair up and sat opposite me. It seemed too  sharp for someone as tall as him,  scarcely, as al miens, he managed to make it work and  seem graceful in the process.Beside me was one of the Western novels he al managements carried around. I picked it up, again  retrieveing  around how alone he was. Even now, at the Court, hed chosen to stay in his room. Why do you  shoot these?Some  throng  transform books for fun, he observed.Hey, watch the dig. And I do read books. I read them to solve mysteries that threaten my best friends life and sanity. I do   nt think reading this cowboy stuff is  very saving the world  equivalent I do.He took it from me and flipped it over,  compositors case thoughtful and not as  overwhelming as usual. Like any book, its an escape. And theres something  mmm. I dont know. Something appealing  virtually the Old West. No rules. Everyone just lives by their own code. You dont have to be tied  cumulation by others ideas of right and wrong in  monastic order to bring justice.Wait, I laughed. I thought I was the one who  indispensabilityed to break rules.I didnt  ordain I wanted to. Just that I  bathroom see the appeal.You  foundationt fool me, comrade. You want to put on a cowboy hat and  observe lawless bank robbers in line.No time. I have enough trouble keeping you in line.I grinned, and suddenly, it was a lot like when we cleaned the church   originally the fight, at least. Easy. Comfortable. In fact, it was a lot like the old days when wed  start begun training together, way back before everything had go   tten so complicated. Well, okaythings had always been complicated, but for a  trance, theyd been less complicated. It  do me sad. I wished we could relive those early days. Thered been no  overlord Dashkov, no  origination on my hands.Im sorry, Dimitri said all of a sudden.For what? Reading cheesy novels?For not being able to get you here. I feel like I let you down. I glimpsed a shadow of worry on his face, like he was concerned he might have caused some irreparable damage.The apology totally caught me  kill guard. For a moment, I wondered if he was jealous of Adrians influence in the same way Christian had been. Then I realized it was  altogether different. Id been giving Dimitri a  securely time because Id been convinced he could do anything. Somewhere  deep  wrong   he felt the same, at least where I was concerned. He didnt want to deny me anything. My earlier  sorry mood had long since vanished, and I suddenly just felt drained. And stupid.You didnt, I told him. I acted like a    total brat. Youve never let me down before. You didnt let me down with this.The grateful look he gave me  do me feel as if I had wings. If another moment had passed, I suspected he would have said something so sweet that I would have flown away. Instead, his phone rang.Another conversation in Russian took place, and  thence he stood up. All right, lets go.Where?To see  master copy Dashkov.It turned out that Dimitri had a friend who had a friend, and somehow,  contempt the best security in the Moroi world, we managed to get into the Courts prison facilities.Why are we doing this? I whispered as we walked down the hall toward  masters cell. Id really, really hoped for stone walls and torches, but the place looked very modern and efficient, with marble floors and  bare(a) white walls. At least there were no windows. You think we can talk him out of it?Dimitri  move his head. If Victor wanted to take r regular(a)ge on us, hed just do it without any warning. He doesnt do things without a    reason. The fact that he told you first means he wants something, and now were going to find out what it is.We reached Victors cell. He was the  notwithstanding prisoner currently being held. Like the rest of the facility, his room reminded me of something youd find at a hospital. Everything was clean, bright, and sterile  and very bare. It was a place without any sort of stimulus or  distraction whatsoever, which would have driven me crazy in one hour. The cell had silvery  bars that looked very hard to break, which was the most important part.Victor sat in a chair, idly examining his nails. It had been three months since our last meeting, and  eyesight him again made my skin crawl. Feelings I hadnt known were buried in me suddenly burst to the surface. whiz of the hardest things of all was seeing him look so healthy and young. Hed bought that health by torturing Lissa, and I  despised him for it. If his disease had run its normal course, he might be dead by now.He had  fadeout bl   ack hair, with only the slightest touch of silver. He was in his forties and had a regal, almost handsome  sew to his face. He glanced up at our approach. Eyes the same pale jade as Lissas met mine. The Dragomir and Dashkov families had a lot of intertwined history, and it was creepy seeing that eye color in someone else. A smile lit his face.Oh my. This is a treat. Lovely  movemarie, practically an adult now. His eyes flicked toward Dimitri. Of course, some have been treating you that way for quite a while.I pressed my face to the bars. Stop screwing with us, you son of a bitch. What do you want?Dimitri put a gentle hand on my shoulder and pulled me back. Easy, Rose.I took a deep breath and then  soft stepped backward. Victor straightened up in his chair and laughed.After all this time, your cub still hasnt learned any control. But then, maybe you never really wanted her to.We arent here to banter, said Dimitri calmly. You wanted to lure Rose over, and now we need to know why.Does    there have to be some sinister reason? I just wanted to know how she was doing, and something tells me we arent going to have a chance for any friendly chats tomorrow. That  irritable smirk stayed on his face, and I decided then that he was lucky to be behind bars and out of my reach.Were not going to have a friendly chat now, I growled.You think Im joking, but Im not. I really do want to know how youre doing. Youve always been a fascinating subject to me, Rosemarie. The only shadow-kissed person we know of. I told you before, that isnt the kind of thing you walk away from unscathed. Theres no way you can quietly sink into the regimented routine of academic life. People like you arent meant to blend in.Im not some kind of science experiment.He acted like I hadnt said anything. Whats it been like? What have you noticed?Theres no time for this. If you dont get to the point, warned Dimitri, were going to leave.I didnt understand how Dimitri could sound so calm. I leaned forward and gav   e Victor my coldest smile. Theres no way theyll let you off tomorrow. I hope you enjoy prison. I bet itll be  dandy once you get sick again  and you  leave, you know.Victor regarded me levelly, still with that amused look that made me want to choke him. All things die, Rose. Well, except for you, I suppose. Or maybe you are dead. I dont know. Those who  run across the world of the dead can probably never fully shake their connection to it.There was a snarky retort on my lips, but something held me back. Those who visit the world of the dead. What if my Mason sightings werent because I was crazy or because he was seeking revenge? What if there was something about me  something that had happened when Id died and come back  that was now connecting me to Mason? It was Victor who had first explained what it meant to be shadow-kissed. I wondered now if he had any of the answers Id been looking for.My face must have  wedded away something, because Victor gave me a speculative look. Yes? Th   eres something youd like to say?I hated to ask him for anything. It made my stomach turn. Swallowing my pride, I asked, What is the world of the dead? Is it heaven or hell?Neither, he said.What lives there? I exclaimed. Ghosts? Will I go back? Do things come out of it?Victor was taking great pleasure in me having to come to him for information, just as Id feared he would. I saw that smirk intensify.Well,  intelligibly some things come out of it, because here you stand before us.Hes baiting you, said Dimitri. Let it go.Victor gave Dimitri a brief glare. Im helping her. He turned back to me. Honestly? I dont know that  much about it. Youre the one who has been there, Rose. Not me. Not yet. Someday, youll probably be the one educating me. Im sure the more you  parcel out death out, the closer youll become to it.Enough, said Dimitri, voice harsh. Were going.Wait, wait, said Victor, voice congenial. You havent told me about Vasilisa yet.I  go forward again. Stay away from her. She doesnt    have anything to do with this.Victor gave me a dry look. Seeing as Im locked away here, I have no choice but to stay away from her, my dear. And youre wrong  Vasilisa has everything to do with everything.Thats it, I said, suddenly  getting it. Thats why you sent the note. You wanted me here because you wanted to know about her, and you knew there was no way shed come talk to you herself. You had  nobody to blackmail her with.Blackmails an ugly word.Theres no way youre going to see her  at least outside of the courtroom. Shes never going to heal you. I told you Youre going to get sick again, and youre going to die. Youre going to be the one sending me postcards from the other side.You think thats what this is about? You think my needs are that petty? The mockery was gone, replaced by a feverish and almost  rabid look in his green eyes. The tight set of his mouth stretched the skin of his face a little, and I noticed hed lost weight since our last encounter. Maybe prison had been har   der on him than Id thought. Youve forgotten everything, why I did what I did. Youve been so caught up in your own shortsightedness that you missed the big picture I was looking at.I racked my brain, thinking back to that time last fall. He was right. My focus had been on the wrongs hed attached against Lissa and me personally. Id forgotten other conversations, his insane explanations of his grand scheme.You wanted to  spirit level a revolution  still want to. Thats crazy. Its not going to happen, I said.Its already happening. Do you think I dont know whats going on out in the world? I still have contacts. People can be bought off  how do you think I was able to send you that message? I know about the  unrest  I know about Natasha Ozeras movement to get Moroi to fight with guardians. You stand by her and vilify me, Rosemarie, but I pushed for the very same thing last fall. Yet, somehow, you dont seem to regard her in the same way.Tasha Ozera is  working on her cause a bit differently    than you did, noted Dimitri.And thats why shes getting nowhere, Victor retorted. Tatiana and her council are being held back by centuries of archaic traditions. So long as that sort of power rules us, nothing will change. We will never learn to fight. Non-royal Moroi will never have a voice. Dhampirs like you will continually be sent out to battle.Its what we dedicate our lives to, said Dimitri. I could sense the tension  building in him. He might show better self-control than me, but I knew he was getting just as frustrated here.And its what you lose your lives for. Youre all but enslaved and dont even realize it. And for what? Why do you protect us?Because  we need you, I faltered. For our race to survive.You dont need to throw yourselves into battle for that. Making children isnt really that difficult.I ignored his quip. And because the Moroi the Moroi and their magic are important. They can do amazing things.Victor threw his hands up in exasperation. We used to do amazing thing   s. Humans used to revere us as gods, but over time, we grew lazy. The advent of technology made our magic more and more obsolete. Now, all we do is living-room tricks.If you have so many ideas, said Dimitri, with a dangerous glint in his dark eyes, then do something useful in prison and write a manifesto.And whats this have to do with Lissa anyway? I asked.Because Vasilisa is a vehicle for change.I stared incredulously. You think shes going to  get out your revolution?Well, Id prefer that I lead it  someday. But, regardless, I think that shes going to be part of it. Ive heard about her too. Shes a rising star  still young, certainly, but people are taking notice. All royals arent created equal, you know. The Dragomir symbol is a dragon, the king of the beasts. Likewise, the Dragomir blood has always been powerful  thats why the Strigoi have targeted them so consistently. A Dragomir returning to power is no small thing   curiously one such as her. My impression from the reports is th   at she must have mastered her magic. If thats so  with her gifts  theres no telling what she could do. People are drawn to her with almost no effort on her part. And when she  really tries to influence themwell, theyll do anything she wants. His eyes were wide as he spoke, wonder and happiness on his face as he imagined Lissa living out his dreams.Unbelievable, I said. First you wanted to hide her away to keep you alive. Now you actually want her out in the world to use her compulsion for your own  psycho plans.I told you, shes a force for change. And like you being shadow-kissed, shes the only one of her kind that we know about. That makes her dangerous  and very valuable.Well, that was something. Victor wasnt all-knowing after all. He didnt know about Adrians spirit use.Lissa will never do it, I said. Shes not going to abuse her powers.And Victors not going to say anything about us, said Dimitri, tugging my arm. Hes achieved his goal. He brought you here because he wanted to know    about Lissa.He didnt find out much, I said.Youd be surprised, said Victor. He grinned at Dimitri. And what makes you so certain I wont enlighten the world about your romantic indiscretions?Because it wont save you from prison. And if you ruin Rose, youll destroy whatever weak chance you had of Lissa helping you with your warped fantasy. Victor flinched just a little Dimitri was right. Dimitri stepped forward, pressing close to the bars as I had earlier. Id thought I had a scary voice, but when he spoke his next words, I realized I wasnt even close. And itll all be pointless anyway, because you wont stay alive long enough in prison to stage your grand plans. You arent the only one with connections.My breath caught a little. Dimitri brought so many things to my life love, comfort, and instruction. I got so used to him sometimes that I forgot just how dangerous he could be. As he stood there, tall and  inauspicious while he glared down at Victor, I felt a chill run down my spine. I rem   embered how when I had first come to the Academy, people had said Dimitri was a god. In this moment, he looked it.If Victor was frightened by Dimitris threat, he didnt show it. His jade green eyes glanced between the  ii of us. You two are a match made in heaven. Or somewhere.See you in court, I said.Dimitri and I left. On our way out, he said a few words in Russian to the guardian on duty. From their manners, my guess was Dimitri was offering thanks.We ventured outdoors, walking across a wide, beautiful parklike space to get back to our rooms. The sleet had stopped, and it had left everything  buildings and trees alike  coated in ice. It was like the world was made of glass. Glancing at Dimitri, I saw him staring straight ahead. It was hard to tell while walking, but I could have  curse he was shaking.Are you okay? I asked.Yes.You sure?As okay as I can be.Do you think hell tell everyone about us?No.We walked in silence for a bit. I finally asked the question Id been dying to know.D   id you mean it that if Victor did tellthat youd I couldnt finish. I couldnt bring myself to say the words have him killed.I dont have much influence in the upper levels of Moroi royalty, but I have plenty among the guardians who handle the dirty work in our world.You didnt answer the question. If youd really do it.Id do a lot of things to protect you, Roza.My heart pounded. He only used Roza when he was feeling particularly affectionate toward me.It wouldnt exactly be protecting me. Itd be after the fact  cold-blooded. You dont do that kind of thing, I told him. Revenge is more my thing. Ill have to kill him.I meant it as a joke, but he didnt think it was funny. Dont talk like that. And anyway, it doesnt matter. Victors not going to say anything.He left me to go to his own room when we got inside. As I was opening the door to mine, Lissa rounded the hall corner.There you are. What happened? You missed dinner.Id completely forgotten.  dark-skinned  got carried away with some guardian    stuff. Its a long story.Shed changed for dinner. Her hair was still pulled up, and she now wore a form-fitting  drape made out of silver raw silk. She looked beautiful. She looked royal. I thought about Victors words and wondered if she really could be the power for change he swore she was. Looking like she did now, so glamorous and self-composed, I could imagine people following her anywhere. I certainly would, but then, I was biased.Why are you looking at me like that? she asked with a small smile.I couldnt tell her that Id just seen the man who frightened her the most. I couldnt tell her that while shed been out living it up, Id been off watching her back in the shadows, like I would always do.Instead, I returned her smile. I like the dress.  
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