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An Unexpected Romance	By : princessjolie92 Category: S through Z > Vampire Academy Views: 7135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-An Unexpected Romance
- 2-II
- 3-III
- 4-IV
- 5-V
- 6-VI
- 7-VII
- 8-VIII
- 9-IX
- 10-X
- 11-XI
- 12-XII
- 13-XIII
- 14-XIV
- 15-XV
- 16-XVI
- 17-XVII
- 18-XVIII
- 19-XIX
- 20-XX
- 21-Chapter 21
- 22-Chapter 22
- 23-chapter 23
- 24-Chapter 24
- 25-Chapter 26
- 26-Chapter 27
- 27-Chapter 28
- 28-Chapter 30
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RPOV

The queen's court was in Pennsylvania, near the Pocono Mountains, a range I had only a vague idea about. I knew we weren't too close to any major cities, like Philadelphia or Pittsburgh, which were the only ones I knew in the state. The runway we'd landed on was part of the Court's property, so we were already behind wards. It was just like the Academy's small landing strip. In fact, in many ways, the Royal Court was laid out exactly like the school. It was what they told humans the compound was, actually. The Court was a collection of buildings, beautiful and ornate, spreading across well-tended grounds adorned with trees and flowers.
We were met by a group of five guardians, all dressed in black pants and matching coats, with white shirts underneath. They weren't uniforms exactly, but custom usually dictated that for formal occasions, guardians wear some sort of nice ensemble. By comparison, in our jeans and T-shirts, our group looked like somebody's poor relations. Yet I couldn't help but think we'd be a lot more comfortable if it came to a fight with Strigoi.
The guardians knew Alberta and Dimitri-honestly, those two knew everybody-and after some formalities, everyone relaxed and became friendly. We were all eager to get in out of the cold, and our escorts led us toward the buildings. I knew enough about the Court to know that the largest and most elaborate of the buildings was where all official Moroi business was conducted. It resembled some sort of gothic palace on the outside, but inside, I suspected it probably looked like any set of modern government offices you'd find among humans.
We weren't taken there, however. We were led to an adjacent building, just as exquisite on the outside, but half the size. One of the guardians explained that this was where all guests and dignitaries traveling in and out of the Court stayed.
To my surprise, everyone got their own rooms. Eddie started to protest this, adamantly saying he needed to stay with Lissa. Dimitri smiled and told him it wasn't necessary. In a place like this, guardians didn't need to stay as close to their Moroi. In fact, they often separated to do their own things. The Court was as heavily warded as the Academy. And really, Moroi visitors at the Academy were rarely trailed so closely by their guardians either. It was only for the sake of the field experience that it was being done with us. Eddie agreed with some reluctance, and again, I was amazed at his dedication.
Alberta spoke briefly and then turned to the rest of us. "Decompress for a bit and be ready for dinner in four hours. Lissa, the queen wants to see you in an hour." A jolt of surprise ran through Lissa, and she and I exchanged brief, puzzled looks. The last time Lissa had seen the queen, Tatiana had snubbed her and embarrassed her in front of the school for having running away with me. Both of us wondered what she'd want to see Lissa about now.
"Sure," said Lissa. "Rose and I'll be ready."
Alberta shook her head. "Rose isn't going. The queen specifically asked for you alone."
Of course she had. What interest would the queen have in Vasilisa Dragomir's shadow? A nasty voice whispered in my head, Expendable, expendable....
The dark sentiment startled me, and I shoved it aside, I felt Adrian squeezed me a little tighter. I could still tell he was concerned from the black that was in my aura while we were on the plane. I hoped that it was just a fluke, but I also knew that knew what he was talking about. Something was going on with me and I wanted it to end.
“We have a place together little dhampir.” Adrian whispered into my ear as he held me close. This development I was very grateful for. I don't think I would be able to sleep if I wasn’t with him. “I have an apartment here that we will be using. I would have invited Lissa and Christian to stay with us but it only has one room.”
“It’s fine Adrian. I’m surprised they are letting me stay with you.”
“I didn’t give them a choice little dhampir. And trust me they weren't to keen on you staying with me. But I know that while you are here you need me. So if being close to you is going to make this easier on you than that is what I will do.”
“I love you.” I told him as I reached up to kiss him on his lips.
“I love you too little dhampir.”
Adrian’s apartment admittedly looked like a bachelors pad. A sleek one all fine lines and very modern. It was nice but it felt cold and unlived in. But I suppose it was he hasn’t stayed here in a while even before he came to stay with me at the Academy he was away for school. But it was more than that. The whole place didn’t look or feel like Adrian. This was someone else’s work.
“I know what you are thinking little dhampir. It wasn’t exactly my idea, my aunt had it put together for me. I haven’t done anything to change because I never really gave a shit. But if you want to change it than you are free to do so.” he told me as he let me look around his place.
“I am not an interior decorator but I definitely could use some work.” I told him as I came back to him to wrap my arms around him.
“We could hire an interior decorator to get it all fixed up just the way you will like it.”
“You don't have to do that. I mean what’s in here is nice, it’s just it doesn't fit you.” I said as I looked around the tidy apartment.
“Then we will change it fit us love. We will be spending some time here after you graduate just till we know where to move on to next. I have a neighborhood that I am having built up in Georgia. I’m working on hiring enough Guardians for the neighborhoods security, not to mention our own personal Guardians.”
“Wait what...what are these plans you are talking about?” I asked as I pulled away from him.
“Before I met you at the resort, I had some contracts go through on Moroi neighborhoods. Right now I am starting off with just the one as an experiment. The neighborhoods would be exclusive for Moroi and dhampirs that will like to live in a community outside of places like court. There would be a place for everyone homes for the rich and some for the less fortunate. The plans went through while you were in a coma. Construction started not that long after that. There is about another three years of development before it is all done.”
“Why didn’t you ever tell me about this?”
“I didn’t think to till now. It was always just another part of my business. I know that we have discussed some of it but not all and not very deeply. You never seemed interested in my business and my money which I found refreshing.”
“When you made these plans did you plan on living there before you met me?”
“No, didn’t see a need to before. But being with you I can see us living there raising a family when you are ready to have one with me.”
“Are there other investors in this with you?” Asked as wee sat down on one of the hard couches. This place really needed to be redone.
“No it’s just me. I put quite a bit of my money into this. Enough to actually make a dint in my accounts. But since it is business I did get a loan from a Moroi bank. They were reluctant but they gave me quite a bit of money. If this adventure goes well I’ll be able to pay them off within the next ten years.”
“If you didn’t plan on living there then why make the investment?”
“Because my father wouldn't. Plans like this have been going around for decades but no one would ever touch them. My father was presented the idea and he laughed at it thinking it to be a waste of ‘good money’ he tossed the plans away. I presented those plans to him two years ago hoping he would go into business with me. He refused. His loss my gain.”
“You are really sure it will work. That moroi will come to live in such a place?”
“In these times they’ll need a place that can make them feel safe. They aren't getting that living where they are living now. I can give them that and a chance to be a part of a community with having to have all the pretenses of living in court.”
“I believe in you Adrian so I’ll stand behind you through all of it.”
“Thank you little dhampir.” he said as he kissed me on the side of my head and pulled me to his side. “That means a lot to me.”
Adrian and I had just got into a comfortable position on his couch as we watched television when I felt Lissa in my mind.
Come talk, she said. I sat up, surprised by the message itself and the content. Usually our bond was all about feelings and impressions. Specific requests like this were rare.
“What is it little dhampir?” Adrian asked startled.
“Lissa. She’s calling for me. Sorry love, my best friend calls for me.” I said getting up from the couch and kissing him tenderly on his lips. “I’ll see you later of dinner. I love you.”
“Love you too.”
Finding my way to Lissa’s apartment wasn’t that hard. There was only so many places the would be having the last Dragomir staying.
When I got to her apartment I just let myself in and made my way to her bedroom.

"What, you couldn't have come to me?" I asked.
"Sorry," she said, looking like she genuinely meant it. It was hard to be grouchy around someone so nice. "I just didn't have the time. I'm trying to decide what to wear."
Her suitcase was already open on the bed, with things hung up in the closet. Unlike me, she'd come prepared for every occasion, formal and casual alike. I lay down on the couch. Hers
was plush velvet, not leather.
"Wear the pink blouse with the black slacks," I told her. "Not a dress."
"Why not a dress?"
"Because you don't want to look like you're groveling."
"This is the queen, Rose. Dressing up is showing respect, not groveling."
"If you say so."
But Lissa wore the outfit I suggested anyway. She talked to me as she finished getting ready, and I watched with envy as she applied makeup. I hand't realized how much I'd missed cosmetics myself. When she and I had lived with humans, I'd been pretty diligent about primping every day. Now, there never seemed to be enough time-or any reason. Adrian didn’t really give a damn if I wore make up or not. He loved my ‘natural beauty’ as he called it. Besides I was always in some kind of scuffle that made makeup pointless and ruined it anyway. The most I could do was to slather my face with moisturizer. It seemed excessive in the mornings-like I was putting on a mask-yet by the time I faced the cold weather and other harsh conditions, I was always surprised to see my skin had sucked all the moisture up.
"Why do you think she wants to see me?" Lissa asked.
“Dunno, she was a bitch the last time we saw her maybe it is to apologize.”
“I doubt that. I hope it isn’t for some mundane and really pointless reason after all the effort I’ve put through.”
Unease filled Lissa, despite her calm exterior. She still hand't entirely recovered from the queen's brutal humiliation last fall. My own petty jealousy and moping suddenly seemed stupid when compared with what she had to go through.
"You have nothing to be afraid of, Lissa. You haven't done anything wrong. And really, you've been doing everything right. Your grades are perfect. Your behavior's perfect. Remember all those people you impressed on the ski trip? That bitch has nothing to get on you about."
"You shouldn't say that," said Lissa automatically. She applied mascara to her eyelashes, studied them, and then added another coat.
"Just call 'em like I see 'em. If she gives you any grief, then it's just going to be because she's afraid of you."
Lissa laughed. "Why would she be afraid of me?"
"Because people are drawn to you, and people like her don't like it when others steal all the attention." I was a bit astonished at how wise I sounded. "Plus, you're the last Dragomir. You're always going to be in the spotlight. Who's she? Just another Ivashkov. There are a ton of them. But don't let Adrian know I said that."
She snickered and stepped back from the mirror, pleased
with her face. "How are things with you and Adrian?"
“They are great. We finally had sex yesterday.” I told her excitedly.
“Really?” she asked me just as excited forgetting about her makeup. “How was it?”
“It was amazing. He was so sweet to me Lissa. It was everything I thought it would be and more.” I gushed.
“I’m happy for you Rose.” she said as she pulled me into a hug. “I’m glad your first time was perfect. You deserved it.”
“Thanks Lissa.”
"Wear your hair up." I handed her a barrette from her suitcase.
She looked at the clock, and her fear returned. "I've gotta go. Will you ... will you go with me?"
"You know I can't."
"I know... not in body... but like, will you do that thing? Where you're watching in my head? It'll make me feel like I'm not alone."
It was the first time Lissa had ever asked me to purposely do that. Normally, she hated the thought of me seeing through her eyes. It was a sign of how nervous she really was.
"Sure," I said.
When I returned to Adrian’s apartment he wasn’t there but he left me a note telling me that he went to the feeders and that he would return with dinner. Setting the note back down on table I left him one as well letting him no that I was going to be inside Lissa’s head.
When I got to his bedroom I laid myself down and started to clear my thoughts and opened myself to Lissa's mind, going beyond simply knowing her feelings. It was something the shadow-kissed bond allowed me to do and was the most intense part of our connection. It wasn't just feeling her thoughts-it was actually being inside of her, looking through her eyes and sharing her experiences. I'd learned to control it only recently. I used to slip in without wanting to, much as I sometimes couldn't keep her feelings out. I could control my out-of-body experiences now and even summon up the phenomenon at will-just like I was about to do.
Lissa had just reached the parlor the queen was waiting in. Moroi might use terms like "royal" and even kneel sometimes, but there were no thrones or anything like that here. Tatiana sat in an ordinary armchair, dressed in a navy blue skirt and blazer, looking more like a corporate businesswoman than any sort of monarch. She wasn't alone, either. A tall, stately Moroi whose blond hair was laced with silver sat near her. I recognized her: Priscilla Voda, the queen's friend and adviser. We'd met her on the ski trip, and she'd been impressed with Lissa. I took her presence as a good sign. Silent guardians, dressed in black and white, stood along the wall.
"Princess Vasilisa Dragomir."
Tatiana nodded in acknowledgment. "Welcome, Vasilisa. Please sit down."
Lissa sat down opposite of Priscalla her apprehension growing by leaps and bounds. A Moroi servant came by and offered tea or coffee, but Lissa declined. Tatiana meanwhile sipped from a teacup and scrutinized Lissa from head to toe. Priscilla Voda broke the awkward silence.
"Remember what I said about her?" Priscilla asked cheerfully. "She was very impressive at our state dinner in Idaho. Settled a huge spat over Moroi fighting with guardians. She even managed to calm Adrian's father down."
A frosty smile crossed Tatiana's cold features. "That is impressive. Half the time, I still feel like Nathan is twelve years old. Everyone seems impressed with you, really. I hear nothing but good things about you, in spite of your past transgressions ... which I'm given to understand weren't entirely without their reasons." Lissa's look of surprise actually made the queen laugh.
There wasn't much warmth or humor in the laugh, though. "Yes, yes ... I know all about your powers, and of course I know what happened with Victor. Adrian's been filling me in about spirit as well. It's so strange. Tell me ... can you..." She glanced to a nearby table. A flowerpot sat on it, dark green shoots sticking through the soil. It was some kind of bulb-based plant that someone was growing indoors. Like its outside counterparts, it was waiting for spring.
Lissa hesitated. Using her powers in front of others was a strange thing for her. But, Tatiana was watching expectantly. After only a few moments more, Lissa leaned over and touched the shoots. The stems shot up through the dirt, growing taller almost a foot high. Huge pods formed along the sides as it grew, bursting open to reveal fragrant white flowers. Easter lilies. Lissa withdrew her hand.
Wonder showed on Tatiana's face, and she muttered something in a language I didn't understand. She hand't been born in the United States but had chosen to hold her Court here. She spoke with no accent, but, as they did for Dimitri, moments of surprise apparently brought out her native tongue. Within seconds, she put her stately mask back on.
"Hmm. Interesting," she said. Talk about an understatement.
"It could be very useful," said Priscilla. "Vasilisa and Adrian can't be the only two out there with it. If we could find others, so much could be learned. The healing itself is a gift, let alone anything else they can conjure. Just think what we could do with it."
Lissa turned optimistic. For a while, she'd been going out of her way to find others like her. Adrian had been the only one she'd discovered, and that had been through sheer luck. If the queen and Moroi council put their resources into it, there was no telling what they might find. Yet something about Priscilla's words troubled Lissa.
"Begging your pardon, Princess Voda...I'm not sure we should be so eager to use my-or others'-healing powers as much as you might want to."
"Why not?" asked Tatiana. "From what I understand, you can heal almost anything."
"I can..." said Lissa slowly. "And I want to. I wish I could help everybody, but I can't. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'll definitely help some people. But I know we'd run into other people like Victor, who want to abuse it. And after a while ... I mean, how do you choose? Who gets to live? Part of life is that...well, some people have to die. My powers aren't a prescription you can get filled as needed, and honestly, I'm afraid they would only be used for, uh, certain kinds of people. Just like the guardians are."
A slight tension built in the room. What Lissa had insinuated was rarely ever mentioned in public.
"What are you talking about?" asked Tatiana with narrowed eyes. I could tell she already knew.
Lissa was scared to say her next words, but she did it anyway. "Everyone knows that there's a certain, um, method to how guardians are distributed. Only the elite get them. Royals. Rich people. People in power."
A chill fell over the room. Tatiana's mouth settled into a straight line. She didn't speak for several moments, and I had a feeling everyone else was holding their breath. I certainly was.
"You don't think our royals deserve special protection?" she asked finally. "You don't think you do-the last of the Dragomirs?"
"I think keeping our leaders safe is important, yeah. But I also think we need to stop sometimes and look at what we're doing. It could be time to reconsider the way we've always done things."
Lissa sounded so wise and so self-assured. I was proud of her. Watching Priscilla Voda, I could see that she was proud too. She'd liked Lissa from the beginning. But I could also tell that Priscilla was nervous. She answered to the queen and knew that Lissa was swimming in dangerous waters.
Tatiana sipped her tea. I think it was an excuse to gather her thoughts. "I understand," she said, "that you're also in favor of Moroi fighting with the guardians and attacking Strigoi?"
Another dangerous topic, one Lissa pushed forward into. "I think if there are Moroi who want to, they shouldn't be denied the chance." Jill suddenly popped into my head.
"Moroi lives are precious," said the queen. "They shouldn't be risked."
"Dhampir lives are precious too," Lissa countered. "If they fight with Moroi, it could save everybody. And again, if Moroi are willing, why deny them? They deserve to know how to defend themselves. And people like Tasha Ozera have developed ways of fighting with magic."
The mention of Christian's aunt brought a frown to the queen's face. Tasha had been attacked by Strigoi when younger and had spent the rest of her life learning to fight back. "Tasha Ozera ... she's a troublemaker. She's starting to gather a lot of other troublemakers."
"She's trying to introduce new ideas." I noticed then that Lissa wasn't afraid any longer. She was confident in her beliefs and wanted them expressed. "Throughout history, people with new ideas-who think differently and try to change things- have always been called troublemakers. But seriously? Do you want the truth?"
A wry look crossed Tatiana's face, almost a smile.
"Always."
"We need change. I mean, our traditions are important. We shouldn't give up on those. But sometimes, I think we're misguided."
"Misguided?"
"As time's gone on, we've gone along with other changes. We've evolved. Computers. Electricity. Technology in general. We all agree those make our lives better. Why can't we be the same in the way we act? Why are we still clinging to the past when there are better ways to do things?"
Lissa was breathless, worked up and excited. Her cheeks felt warm, and her heart raced. All of us were watching Tatiana, searching for any clue in that stony face.
"You're very interesting to talk to," she finally said. She made interesting sound like a dirty word. "But I have things I must do now." She stood up, and everyone hastily followed suit. "I won't be joining you for dinner, but you and your companions will have everything you need. I'll see you tomorrow at the trial. No matter how radical and naively idealistic your ideas are, I'm glad you'll be there to complete his sentencing. His imprisonment, at least, is something we can all agree on."
Tatiana swept out, two guardians immediately following. Priscilla followed too, leaving Lissa alone.
I left Lissa's head and returned to my room. The meeting with the queen was over, and Lissa didn't need my unseen support. Sitting up, I discovered I felt surprisingly alert. Being in her head had kind of been like taking a nap.
“Glad to see you are awake little dhampir.” Adrian said from beside me. His back was against the head board and his ankles were crossed. “We’ll eat dinner than we go have a look around court.”
“Sounds like a good idea.” I said as I rolled slightly over to kiss him on his bicep before I rolled out of bed.
“How did Lissa’s meeting with my aunt go?” Adrian asked me as he followed me out of the bedroom to the kitchen.
“She did good. She held her own against your aunt. I couldn’t have been more proud of her. She was a little nervous in the beginning but she found herself and didn’t let herself be run over.” I told him as I took a slice of pizza from the box.
“I hope you didn’t mind that I brought dinner here instead of us meeting up with everyone else. I just wanted to have you to myself for a while.” Adrian said to me as he wrapped his arms around my waist. “I also thought I could show you Court my way unless you want to that with everyone else.”
“No seeing it with you is what I want. I can spend some time with my friends later. Tonight it is just you and me.” I told him as I leaned back into him. “Are you going to eat any of the pizza.”
“No not tonight. I’ve had my fill for today. I got the pizza just for you hence the one box. If we both were eating pizza I would have gotten two. One for you and one for me.”
Did I ever mention that my man had an appetite that rivaled my own? Between the two of us we could clear out a buffet.
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