It looks like Tsar wants to take care of Ivan, but will Princess Anastasia be able to move on?
Who the fuck knows what she’s gone through with Ivan?
Motherfucker!
I need to talk to Sasha to see for myself that she’s okay.
The next day.
My brothers and I are eating at the City Of Sins, a private booth at the Twilight Sphere Hotel restaurant, Twilight zone.
“Kon, let’s go see Princess Anastasia,” Dionisie says, looking at me.
“Yeah, let’s go,” Vladimir says, nodding, taking a drink of his Whiskey.
I take the last bite of my dinner, looking at my brothers. We try to have dinner as often as we can.
“Right, let’s go,” I say, nodding.
“Wait, it looks like Bruce has a missive,” Vladimir says, looking at the Officer walks across the room.
The Tsar’s Officer Bruce appears shortly after the Golden Hour, handing my brothers and me the missive from our Sire.
Vladimir takes the white parchment from Officer Bruce, breaking the Tsar’s blood-red seal, the Kozlov’s crest, the crown with roses and blood.
Vladimir reads the missive written by our Sire’s distinctive cursive writing.
Princes, the rogue Vampire, Ivan was extremely far gone in his madness; therefore, his execution was the only justice that was just. The extinction of the murderer of Prince Ugo, the traitor to our by-laws, and the pure evil in his soul has met his demise.
Tsar Rudolph Kozlov.
Fuck!
The bastard is dead.
“I’m going to see Princess Anastasia,” I say, leaning back into the booth.
“Yeah, I’m going with you,” Dionisie says, nodding.
“Indeed,” Vladimir says, shoving the missive into his wool coat inside pocket.
“Thanks, Officer,” I say, nodding.
“Princes,” Officer Bruce says, bowing. He taps his boot heels, turns, and walks away.
“Let’s get gone,” I growl.
I need to talk to Sasha to get the DETS. We can’t allow Ivan’s treason to continue on Earth because I believe that he has caused damage that might be unrepairable.
We teleport into the royal gardens, the dark purple sky brimming with sparkling stars. The moon is full, and the rays light up the garden. I follow my brothers into the palace, looking for Sasha.
We walk down the hall towards the royal living chamber, a family room. This is where we spend some downtime, talk, read, listen to music, play the piano, etc.
We walk into the room, and I look around for Sasha.
“Princes, I wasn’t expecting you,” our Sire says, looking up from his book.
“Sire, we’re here to visit with Princess Anastasia,” Vlad says, walking over the Tsar.
