"This isn't social time!" growled Hans. "You two still have another hour left today. If you're going to get distracted, then maybe you should be separated." He beckoned to Eddie. "Come on. There's some filing with your name on it."
I shot Eddie a sympathetic look as Hans led him away. Yet I was relieved it wasn't me off to do paperwork.
I continued my labors, my mind spinning with the same questions I'd had all week. I had meant what I said to Eddie. I wanted so badly for this dream of Dimitri being saved to be true. I wanted it more than anything--except Lissa risking her life. I shouldn't have hesitated. I should have just killed Dimitri. Victor wouldn't have escaped. Lissa wouldn't have given Robert's words a second thought.
Thinking of Lissa pushed me into her mind. She was in her room, doing some last-minute packing before going to bed. Tomorrow was her Lehigh visit. Unsurprisingly, my invitation to go with her had been revoked in light of recent events. Her birthday--something that had been horribly overlooked in this mess--was this weekend as well, and it didn't seem right for me to be apart from her during it. We should have been celebrating together. Her thoughts were troubled, and she was so consumed by them that a sudden knock at the door made her jump.
Wondering who could be visiting her at this hour, she opened the door and gasped to see Christian standing there. It was surreal to me too. Part of me still kept thinking we were in our school dorms, where rules--theoretically--kept guys and girls out of each other's rooms. But we were no longer there. We were technically adults now. He must have gone straight to her room after seeing me, I realized.
It was astonishing how quickly the tension ratcheted up between them. A bundle of emotions burst into Lissa's chest, the usual mix of anger, grief, and confusion.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded.
The same emotions were in his face. "I wanted to talk to you."
"It's late," she said stiffly. "Besides, I seem to remember you don't like talking."
"I want to talk about what happened with Victor and Robert."
That was enough to startle her out of her anger. She cast an anxious look into the hallway and then beckoned him inside. "How do you know about that?" she hissed, hastily shutting the door.
"I just saw Rose."
"How did you get to see her? I can't see her." Lissa was as frustrated as me over how our superiors had been keeping us apart.
Christian shrugged, careful to maintain a safe distance between them in the suite's small living room. Both of them had their arms crossed defensively, though I don't think they realized how they were mirroring each other. "I snuck into her prison camp. They've got her shoveling dirt for hours."
Lissa grimaced. With the way they'd kept us separated, she hadn't known much about my activities. "Poor Rose."
"She's managing. Like always." Christian's eyes turned toward the couch and her open suitcase, where a silver stake lay on top of a silk blouse. I doubted that shirt would survive the trip without a million wrinkles. "Interesting thing to bring on a college visit."
Lissa hastily shut the suitcase. "That's none of your business."
"Do you really believe it?" he asked, ignoring her comment. He took a step forward, his eagerness apparently making him forget about wanting to keep away. Even as distracted as she was by the situation, Lissa immediately became aware of their new proximity, the way he smelled, the way the light shone on his black hair.... "Do you think you could bring back a Strigoi?"
She turned her attention back to the conversation and shook her head. "I don't know. I really don't. But I feel like... I feel like I have to try. If nothing else, I want to know what spirit in a stake will do. That's harmless enough."
"Not according to Rose."
Lissa gave him a rueful smile, realized what she was doing, and promptly dropped it. "No. Rose doesn't want me going anywhere near this idea--even though she wants it to be real."
"Tell me the truth." His gaze burned to her. "Do you think you have any chance of staking a Strigoi?"
"No," she admitted. "I could barely throw a punch. But... like I said, I feel like I should try. I should try to learn. To stake one, I mean."
Christian pondered this for a few moments and then gestured toward the suitcase again. "You're going to Lehigh in the morning?"
Lissa nodded.
"And Rose got cut from the trip?"
"Of course."
"Did the queen offer to let you bring another friend?"
"She did," admitted Lissa. "In particular, she suggested Adrian. But he's sulking... and I'm not really sure if I'm in the mood for him."
Christian seemed pleased by this. "Then bring me."
My poor friends. I wasn't sure how much more shock any of them could handle today.
"Why the hell would I bring you?" she exclaimed. All her anger returned at his presumption. It was a sign of her agitation that she'd sworn.
"Because," he said, face calm, "I can teach you how to stake a Strigoi."
Chapter Thirteen
"THE HELL YOU CAN," I said aloud to no one.
"No, you can't," said Lissa, with an expression that matched my own incredulity. "I know you've been learning to fight with fire, but you haven't done any staking."
Christian's face was adamant. "I have--a little. And I can learn more. Mia's got some guardian friends here that have been teaching her physical combat, and I've learned some of it."
The mention of him and Mia working together didn't do much to improve Lissa's opinion. "You've barely been here a week! You make it sound like you've been training for years with some master."
"It's better than nothing," he said. "And where else are you going to learn? Rose?"
Lissa's outrage and disbelief dimmed a little. "No," she admitted. "Never. In fact, Rose would drag me away if she caught me doing it."
Damn straight I would. In fact, despite the obstacles and staff that kept blocking me, I was tempted to march over there right now.
"Then this is your chance," he said. His voice turned wry. "Look, I know things aren't... great with us, but that's irrelevant if you're going to learn this. Tell Tatiana you want to bring me to Lehigh. She won't like it, but she'll let you. I'll show you what I know in our free time. Then, when we get back, I'll take you to Mia and her friends."
Lissa frowned. "If Rose knew..."
"That's why we'll start when you're away from Court. She'll be too far away from you to do anything."