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Empress Marina of Flamazon personally waits for the Roanian Ambassador, Dean Gray's, plane to arrive at the Flamazonian Imperial Airport. Dressed in a long wine-colored silk dress and matching Ruby jewelry along with the legendary crown encrusted with the world's largest saphire and several emeralds, diamonds and pearls, Marina Romanova and her Imperial Guards sit waiting...

Dean sat waiting as the space-plane began to land. Around him, dozens of Legionnares prepared for a quick march to the embassy and to establish a base of operations.

:? "Good God! How many Legionnares does he need?!" thought Marina. "Oh well, that's his style I suppose... Business first, pleasure later or really...shouldn't it be the other way around? It has been a long time since we've seen each other it seems. Hmm...lets see what he does once he gets off the plane."

Dean strode out purposefully. His honor guard bunched up behind him. He scowled and looked around, brightening when he saw Marina. "Marina!" He ran forward and only barely managed to stop himself from grabbing her and showering her with kisses.

:D Marina could tell what he was thinking and wanting to do. "It's good to see you again Dean...I mean, Mr. Gray" She said with a huge smile.
OOC: *what time is it for them? I'm assuming it's in the afternoon.* "Shall I escort you to the embassy?" Motioning to her Imperial Guards, letting them know it was safe she said, "You may all go back to the Palace now, I will be accompanying Master Gray. Do you still require your legionnares m'lord? I'm sure they can take their things and settle in their designated chambers now. I can take you myself. ;)"

"My thanks, Marina." Dean looked around.

Call me Empress Romanova or Empress Marina in public...we wouldn't want rumors to begin spreading before due time. Well, do we go now? :)

"Of course, Empress Marina. I look forward to seeing your beautiful country."

It IS a bit late to go and take a tour of my Empire right now but let me ask you this...how well do you ride? :D I know a place that's just mine. It's where I go for a ride on my faithful mare and then take a dip in the cool and might I say, very refreshing forest stream. We could go there just to relax for the day if you'd like.

"I would love to, Empress." Dean smiled warmly and squeesed one of her hands.

:) Perfect! But I certainly can't go in these clothes! First I must go to the palace and change, you don't mind do you? It won't take long and you will have the opportunity to see your new home...because i'm assuming that you'll prefer the commodities of the palace as opposed to the small condominium that they had already set apart for you, no? :wink: Then we can go to my hiding place.

*Finally recieves news of the situation in Flamazon sicne his last correspondance with the Empress many years ago. A considerably more mature and reflective person, the Premier, Ivan Aleksandrev Kerensky, sat deep in thought.*

"I had thought she would be pledged to Ryaniana's prince...."

*He murmured..it was really a foolish idea to relive the past, but he was determined to set things right. He takes out old fashioned paper and a real ink pen, writing flowingly a note to the Empress as he sealed in in a vacuum tube to be sent personally by his courier.*

"Once upon a time, I had dreamed of us together, dreamt as a young schoolboy might dream of utopia. While that schoolboy has grown, the dream however has not entirely faltered, though I had kept it hidden behind my eyes all these past years. I am truly sorry for what has happened to you, and offer my deepest condolances. I wish....nay...beg, that we might meet one time, together. I cannot claim to meet all your criteria you had requested in the past, as I have much changed. However, I would only be hoping to see the face I had once longed for, the rose that was kept perfect in my mind's eye. Plese, I ask that you indulge a jaded and broken man.

Respectfully Yours,
Premier Ivan Aleknsandrev Kerensky

(OOC: I know it seems thread highjacking..and Im sorry. But it seemed the best way, as opposed to a new thread. Life thrives on suprises..)

Upon receiving and reading Ivan Kerensky's letter, the Empress of Flamazon sat and thought about what the old suitor was asking for. "I wish that at that time when I chose, I could have been more careful, but after Kerensky withdrew himself I unkowingly and unwisely chose the High Elder of Ryanania. That marriage was good for some time but once things grew bitter, I knew that I had clearly chosen the lesser man and should have immediately accepted Ivan's offer of matrimony. But what is to be done now? He says he has changed...I do wonder what he means by that...how and in what ways? I am very anxious to meet this wonderful man just as much as I once yearned to. hmm...it would be very nice and pleasant to at the very least have the opportunity to converse. I do think it would be a good idea to either go and meet Mr. Kerensky in his country or otherwise invite him here to Flamazon." A sudden question entered her head, *What will happen if they both meet? It's not like there is anything formal about Roania's ambassador and I yet...and I never quite got over the feelings I had for Kerensky. **sigh** "What to do...what to do?! I shall send a letter to Ivan then.

My dear friend Vanya,
I too had onced dreamed as a young girl would of how our life would be like together. You seemed to me to be the perfect man the one I needed by my side for all eternity. Why did you withdraw just when I had narrowed it down to you and Ryan? Perhaps it was his sweet poetry that moved me to make that decision at the last minute. And then you left. From the very start I had thought it would be you and I wish now that it had. I am not sure what I should do now to be perfectly sincere. I want to see you and have some time to really get to know each other. Right now I have been very busy but for you dear, I would be willing to make some time. How do you suggest that we meet? I shall await your response m'lord. If I may add, you Ivan, will never and could never be a "jaded and broken man". You will forever be the good man I once dreamed of. Until we meet,

@---;---- Marina Vladiovna Romanova of Flamazon

placing it carefully in a rose-colored envelope slightly scented with a carnation fragrance *her favorite flower*, Marina sealed it and ordered it to be sent at once. "Well...only time will tell what will happen now..."

OOC: How many years have passed I had thought only about one or two. :?

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Dean knocked on the door. "Empress, may I enter?"

Sure Dean come in...i'm almost done. Just don't let the guards see you k?

OOC: Where are we going to take this? Be honest and if you don't know then should it just be to take things as they come without thinking?

OOC: Where are we going to take this? Be honest and if you don't know then should it just be to take things as they come without thinking?

OOC: I do enough thinking. You think.

OOC: You think? :wink: kidding boy kidding!

IC: "I'm almost ready...can you just help me take off my necklace though? I'd hate to lose this one it's a family heirloom."

Dean carefully removed the necklace from her neck. Hmm. It's almost as beautiful as she is.

turning around she brushed against him and proceeded to hold his hand. Hazel eyes sparkling she smiled and took his hand. Putting her finger to her lips she whispered, "shh I'm technically not supposed to just dissappear whenever I want. It annoys my nana and pretty much everyone else, so we have to be quiet about it or we'll get caught." The young Empress grinned. "We'll go out one of the back doors and go get the horses or just one, however you like." :wink:

Dean kissed her, slyly. "Marina... you are the empress. And a beautiful and charming one, at that. Someone as lovely as you shouldn't be concerned with Nana... besides, I am more than capable of protecting you."

Marina laughed and gently brushed her lips with his then caressed his cheek. "I am Empress, thus I have many duties. Just because I rule doesn't make me free, in fact it's quite the contrary I am merely a servant for the people. I was born into this position and must abide by the rules...but there are times when even I rebel." kissing him again she looked him squarely in the eye and said, "But just for tonight I'm going to do what I want and no one is going to stop me."

"Then, shall we, my love?" Dean kissed her lips again, a long kiss.

Returning his kiss with softness and deep passion at the same time Marina held him close against her...

OOC: I wonder how convincing my writing is? Everyone tells me I'm a very bitter man, even my gf.

IC: Dean pulled back apoloetically. "Marina, we shouldn't do this here. You said that you had some place to show me? Someplace private?"

OOC: I wouldn't have thought of the word bitter. I don't know you though. Btw how old are you?

IC: "Yes of course! :oops: I wasn't planning to here... too many people around. Allright, lets go. I can assure you it's really very beautiful. I'm not sure anyone even knows where it is so they won't bother us." Taking him by the hand she pulled him out of her room and led him down a long, winding staircase. "Through here..." after taking many twists and turns they finally managed to get out of the palace. Marina, quietly walking toward the private stables went inside and motioned for Dean to come in.

OOC: 17. Ad what word would you have thought of?

IC: "My love, I could hardly stay away." Dean entered the doorway.

:D OOC: Me too! hmm...I don't know when I think of you it's automatically conservative...but that's just me I first think politically. On the other hand, as a person...or more specifically, as a lover which is what I think you mean, I would say that you have the potential to be very romantic. You seem like the old-fashioned type of guy that loves protecting his woman if i'm not mistaken...although I may be lol.

IC: This isn't the place! :lol: this is where we get the horses! Here's mine, Absu, she's a thoroughbred chestnut mare. Good and steady, most of all sweet. What type of horse would you prefer?

OOC: Hmm... well, I can make a fairly uneducated guess about you. You are a semi-liberal, though those are mainly pretensions. You care deeply about many causes, and want to make a difference in the world. Your idealism remains almost completely undamaged, despite the many obstacles in your path.

As for romantically... hmm... you turn all the passion you feel about politics to who ever you love, and that's going to be a happy guy.

(((By the way, I am a tad sexist. Does it show?)))

IC: Dean laughed. "The one you are on... but I'll take any horse, Marina."

:) OOC: You pretty much got it! Hmm how did you guess i'm curious? I try to be very liberal and tolerant. I don't care if people want to do something as long as it doesn't hurt anybody. Right now I have finally approved something Bush did (ban partial-birth abortions). Since i'm a bit traditional and deeply religious, some of my views are "conservative" True...my idealism is almost intact and I firmly believe that hope never dies. In matters of the heart, for some reason or another I always end up falling for conservatives. Don't understand it, don't like it to some extent but you can't rule the heart. Besides, even if he was...so what? I am the type of girl that wouldn't mind making her husband happy. And how much is a tad bit sexist eh? *raises eyebrow* I wouldn't mind being a traditional wife but I think that equality should exist and that the woman should have many choices. damn! i'm writing you a book!

IC: "Then hop on my love, and together we'll ride to our destination!"

OOC: A tad... um... I don't know much about this computer stuff, and I'm not sure if it's possible to be slapped over the internet, so I'm ending this conversation.

IC: "Ah, Marina, you will be the death of me." Dean pulled himself on and wrapped his arms around her waist. And what a way to go!

:lol: OOC: No seriously i'm very curious now! And no I can't virtually slap you. haha One of the things that I consider a virtue in myself is what I like to call being persistant and perseverant...my family calls it being stubborn and pig-headed...oh well what to do? :wink:

IC: Turning to look at him with that sparkle in her eyes, the Empress said, " it's going to be a fast and bumpy ride, you better hold on tight!" and with that, she made the clicking sound that her steed so quickly reckognized and like a bolt of lightning they were off. Heading west, toward the setting sun they rode with speed and grace accross an open meadow, with the scent of late flowers still lingering they raced on faster and faster into the the distance where a forest could be seen.

OOC: That women shouldn't be in the army, shouldn't be in the government, shouldn't have jobs that... ouch! My sister was reading over my shoulder and she slapped me!

IC: Dean laughed. "I would, but I dare not move my hands to a more comfortable position!"

OOC: :shock: wow that's what you call "a tad bit"?! hmm it's a tad bit extreme wouldn't you say? Another thing...are you saying that a woman like me does not deserve to be involved in politics and have my views be expressed at the very least? :twisted: Girl...slap him again...no good lord what am I saying?! Punch him! :wink:

IC: :D Are you afraid m'dear?

OOC: It's all <ouch> a matter of opinion. Some <ouch> people might think that my way works <ouch> better than <ouch> the current model.

Besides, I don't want women in power because alot of them are liberals and I don't like liberalism... ow!

Alex can be very silly some times. But he's a good brother... when he's not yelling at me.

Can I have it back now?

IC: Dean moved his hands up a few inches, slowly.

OOC: Remember, they were around her waist.

OOC: Alex! Give me your e-mail immediately mister! (You do use msn or yahoo don't you?) I am quite ready to debate this!!! Men men! When will they understand?! Oh and do you also believe that we are merely here to serve you as maids and as sex toys/objects as well? *Mon Dieu! Aidez-moi s'il vous plait! Cet homme est incroiyable!*

IC: frankly, quite enjoying his...*cough* attentions and yet almost scared at the same time, Marina let go of the reins with one hand left holding them. Laughing she half turned around and kissed him. With her now, free hand, she placed it over one of his to feel his warmth around her. "We're almost there love..."

:) OOC: Aww that actually seems kinda sweet now that I think about it! Coming from your little sister *saying that you're a good brother* is nice and cute! You do realize of course that what you previously said is impardonable right good sir? *crosses arms and raises eyebrow* :lol:

OOC: Check <ow> tgs.

IC: Dean smiled at her. "Marina... am I hurting you?"

"Hurting me? Why no...not in the very least!" She smiled playfully.

telegram

OOC: Ivan what were you expecting of Marina when you came back? Is he thinking about courting her again? And I did send you a tg.

OOC: Roania look at the CI regional board

"Hurting me? Why no...not in the very least!" She smiled playfully.

"No? Oh good." Dean ponders squeesing her tightly, but decides against the idea.

OOC: How much exactly did those "few inches" bring him up to? I thought it was just her stomach but now i'm not sure :?

IC: "We're almost there..." she said as they finally began entering the cool dark forest. After riding for a couple more miles, the Empress stopped the mare. "Well this is it! Help me down will you? These long skirts are a bit difficult to move around in." It was a beautiful place. An untouched wilderness. Nearby the sound of running water could be heard.

OOC: Makes little whistling noises, instinctively ducks even though sis isn't around.

IC: Dean got off the horse and carefully lifted her off and back down to face him.

:lol: :oops: I thought so! Oh well.

"Now come on...lets walk down to the river." Lifting up her skirts, Marina rushed off to the place she knew so well. "I always loved riding. One day when I was just a child, I happened to stumble upon this beautiful sanctuary of mine. Immediately I claimed it as mine and I would come here to wade and play in the water. Once I was just a bit older I found that the deeper water was..." squinting she pointed off to the distance about 250 yards out, "right over there and that's where I learned how to swim."

The young Empress tied the horses reins to a nearby tree and suddenly broke into a run. Untying her hair from the traditional up-do it was in and letting it come tumbling down she yelled to her friend, "Come on lets go for a swim! There's still enough time until darkness falls." Laughing she began to take layer upon layer of heavy long clothing off until only the bottom one was left, giving her enough freedom to move while not fully exposing her body.

Dean coughed suddenly and looked embarrased. :oops: "Marina..."

:lol: "What?! Oh i'm not going to hide myself if I want to go for a swim! Turn around if you wish. In any case, it's not like i'm naked and the water hides what is seen!" Laughing, Marina splashed into the river and ran toward the deeper lake that lay ahead.

OOC: lol so it's ok for him to TOUCH certain parts but not SEE?! :lol:

Dean sighed and stripped down to his bottom layer and entered the water after her.

"How fast can you swim Dean? I bet you can't keep up with me!"

OOC: lol so it's ok for him to TOUCH certain parts but not SEE?! :lol:

OOC: He was ordered to hold on ti <Slap>... :shock:

Stupid Alex.

IC: Dean dove into the water and tried to keep up.

OOC: He was holding on to her waist...it was assumed that he would just hold on tighter not go up and think about squeezing. :oops: and how would that have hurt her anyway if it was so squishy? :?

Marina dissappeared from sight once she dove below the water surface.

OOC: Ow... right, I am now going to be Politically Correct.

IC: Dean laughed and dove after her.

:lol: I'm assuming that was your sister that slapped you again? Girl...Alex isn't stupid by choice, it's really a boy/man's nature to be that way. By hitting him you are not only inflicting pain on your brother but damaging his neurons even more.

he dove after her and he dove after her in vain... she was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly she burst out of the water and wrapped her arms around him laughing hysterically. Covering his eyes, she asked, "Now...who could it possibly be.?"

It's fun! And he's being a sexist prat. Now, if I was running his nation, Dean would have done something like this:


"Marina, my love. I'm afraid that I can't swim with someone half-clothed." He said, as he sadly turned around. "I am too honorable for that."

Much better, no?

Grr...

You asked if that was better...truthfully, umm...no! I'm not even sure what they are *lovers or friends* but even so...would you as a girl prefer to go swimming in long skirts with as many as six or seven layers? I don't think so. I'm sure hitting him is fun though but if I may ask...what are you doing in his room?

That's actually a very good question. Shoo!

Hmph.

IC: Dean looked around for her.

OOC: read what happened before I think you missed something! haha...ha

he dove after her and he dove after her in vain... she was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly she burst out of the water and wrapped her arms around him laughing hysterically. Covering his eyes, she asked, "Now...who could it possibly be.?"

Dean laughed. "I'm guessing someone really beautiful."

:) "Well why don't you turn around to see if you're right?"

Dean turned around and kissed her.

Returning his affection, Marina embraced him tightly and unleashed her hidden pasion.

Dean struggled back. "Marina, I love you."

Marina's expression suddenly changed. "Dean are you sure? I don't know what to say really...I'm afraid. I don't want to get hurt by a man again. I tried not to let this happen but it did. I think i'm in love with you too, I just couldn't help it."

"I love you, Marina. And I swear I will never hurt you." The retired assassin laughed and held her close.

OOC: Not choosing to be any more descriptive than that, for obvious reasons.

:oops: OOC: Obviously! They're still in the water though is that a good thing?

Smiling, the young Empress decided to trust him. "I love you too Dean with all my heart and soul. I don't think i've been this happy for a long time."

OOC: Whatever you say. <Ouch> I still don't understand what happened between Marina and Ryan.

IC: Dean laughed. "I'm sure you must have."

:( OOC: Well...lets just say that real-life things got in the way and when we split up so did the rp Ryan and Marina. Things between us got hurtful and i'm just glad I didn't end up messing up my life because of him. Is she still there? lol my sister is sound asleep so I don't have to worry about her. :D

IC: "No, with all of the pressures of ruling my nation alone, divorcing the husband that I thought i'd love forever and other problems they had started to take their toll on me. On the outside I was strong as ever, inside I was crumbling." Smiling she continued, "You've come into my life at the perfect time to save me. For that I will always thank you and give you lots of love." Grabbing on to him she swam to the shore.

OOC: Ouch. Sorry I asked. Yeah, she's gone.

IC: Dean laughed. "Well, that's why I'm here. To help you run your nation. And to help you with whatever else you need."

"So we ARE going to mix love and politics? I suppose if your beloved Roania has no problem with that and the Flamazonians don't really know there shouldn't be anything wrong with it. There's something i'm not quite sure about though, does this mean that we're going to allow the public to know about us? Or should we hide it from them? Also, I didn't know ambassadors helped run the other nation or helped the Empresses with other things." Grinning, she stole a quick kiss from Dean and let herself find her way into his strong arms.

"It's really your decision but maybe it would be wise to keep it non-official for a little while? What do you think?"

"M'lady, I am but your humble servant." Dean kissed her soundly. "And I was sent here as a reward for years of service."

:D "Well, that's nice to hear! *sigh* I could stay here in your arms forever. Lets not go back to the palace tonight. Instead, let's stay here and sleep under the bright blanket of stars together. I'll face everyone tomorrow, but not today." Smiling she snuggled closer and awaited her lover's response.

"Marina..." Dean kissed her. "As I said, I love you. What would their response be?"

"Hmm...my so-called "advisers", because I do what I want anyway, would at first try speaking nicely to me about my duties as Empress and why it isn't proper to go out into the middle of nowhere with another public figure, a man!...yadda yadda yadda...and of course, I would order them to stop meddling in my personal life. They would in turn, say that I shouldn't have one because duty comes first. I would get angry and order them out. Then my nana would come in and yell, begin to cry and ask me what exactly I did! I will of course knowing myself blush, thus declaring myself guilty of "immoral behavior" and begin crying as well for my shame. Let's hope that doesn't happen this time though...and after all, why should I feel guilt knowing that you love me?"

"You could send your nanna as ambassador to Roania. Get her out of your hair?"

:lol: laughing loudly, Marina exclaimed, "Dean! Oh hahaha no of course not! She's been like a mother to me! That gives her certain rights I suppose. She's staying by my side....and so are you!" Semi-attacking him, Marina embraced him and kissed him passionately on the lips. "It doesn't matter, I'll face their wrath later not now!"

"Okay... my love." Dean sighed. "I still think that you believe me to be a better man than I really am." He held her close.

"I am not...and if that was the case then I will make you good. Don't doubt my abilities! I will transform you into a harmless, warm and kind man you'll see! :wink: "

Dean held her close and ran one of his hands along her side. "My love..." He said no more, just kissed her passionately.

Dean held her close and ran one of his hands along her side. "My love..." He said no more, just kissed her passionately.

Not thinking...the young woman just let him get close. "I love you..." Returning his kisses she wrapped her arms around his neck and let him guide her.

OOC: <Makes little whistling noises, reads section of FAQs about graphic material, whistles again, and then decides to let Maricruz type first.>

Dean gently lowered her to the ground. "My love... what do you wish to do?"

:D Smiling, Marina just said, "Well dear, I just want what you want."

Dean grinned and moved closer. "Well, if that's what you want..." His breath was hot on her skin.

Grinning, the Empress pulled Dean closer to her so that their bodies touched. Kissing him passionately, she lowered him down as well.

<5 hours later>

"Well?" Dean asked, straightening back her hair.

Turning around to face her lover, Earl Dean Gray, Empress Romanova placed her arms on top of his shoulders and gently brushed her lips against his. "You have made me the happiest woman in the world honey and after what happened I know for sure that I truly love you." She smiled slightly and embraced him. "Hold me and don't ever let me go! Being with you is my eternal bliss..." raising her eyes to have them meet his she kissed him once again and this time a very long and deep kiss.

"I have never known such joy..." Dean whispered to her, kissing her body softly.

:) "Neither have I love..." caressing his back she continued to enjoy his sweet tender kisses...

"Won't you be missed?"

posted*

"What time is it?"

"Um, I seem to have misplaced my watch." Dean said, looking his lover up and down. "I think that if we were to return now, fully dressed, than we could claim that you were just showing me around the landscape of your country."

:? "Do you think they would really be so gullible as to believe me? Oh well, the truth will come out anyway! We might as well head back. Could you pass me my skirts please?" Smiling, she gave him a nice little kiss on the forehead and began to dress.

Dean smiled and passed her the skirt. "Here you are, my love."

Putting on all of her attire and smoothing out all the wrinkles she said, " Does this look right? I have to make it look almost like it was otherwise it just arises more suspicions! Is my hair ok too?" With a worried look on her face, the young Empress stood in front of Dean Gray waiting to be judged.

Dean moved forward, cupped her chin in his hand and smoothed back her hair. He started to lean forward, but caught himself. "If we start that..."

She smiled. "And we wouldn't want that certainly? :wink: No, but really...we should be on our way back to the palace, right? Let's go." And so, taking him by the hand, Marina and Dean walked up to the mare and mounted.

Dean smiled as the horse rode back towards the country.

The couple arrived in the Imperial Flamazonian Palace during the early afternoon. By this time everyone was worried about the Empress and wondering why it was that the Roanian Ambassador was nowhere to be found. Nothing was said, but only suspected. Upon arriving, the Empress and Dean stood by the private stables and she began to speak, "Dean, what should I do? Would it be wise, not to mention proper, for me to tell them about us? If I do, they'll urge us to formalize our position. If I don't, then we'll just have to be careful and hide from them. I leave this up to you to decide...and no matter what, you know I love you right?" Smiling and embracing him loosely, Marina softly looked into his eyes and awaited his response.

"If you want to know what I think, I think that it's your call. You're asking the wrong person to answer questions like that. You saw my body. It's a network of scars and scratches. I'm exactly the wrong person to marry you based on my past, and the right choice based on my love for you and my noble blood."

:( "Oh honey! Stop thinking like that! You're not covered in scars...you are a very handsome, wonderful man. The man I love and i'm sure that after the initial shock, they would definately come to accept you. Lets just hope that they don't ask too many questions. Perhaps we should just take things as they come right now and not formalize for the time being, if that's all right with you. I will be content just merely by being able to stand by your side and be comforted by your arms." Kissing him softly, Marina ran her hands through his hair...

Dean leaned forward and locked his lips with hers. He put one hand on the back of head and tipped it up towards his. He broke contact for a while. "Whatever you want, your majesty." He said, before once more moving in.

He ran his other arm along the curves of her body. "My love."

Giggling and breaking off their kiss before they got along any further, she grabbed his hand and held it. "Well love, we should get going now. Duty calls, as always!" She said with a sigh. "You as the Roanian Ambassador must have a lot of work to to and I...well, I must rule a nation eh?" Smiling, Marina asked, "Are we meeting again tonight?"

Dean chastely kissed her. "If you wish. Though I'd prefer a bed to the ground." He smiled warmly, lightly kissed her breasts, and walked off, with a youthful spring in his step.

:D "Who would have thought it? In love with a Roanian..." Entering unnoticed *or so she thought* into the Palace from the secret back entrance, Marina began to walk up the grand staircase. Upon reaching her bedroom and opening the door, she stepped in quietly and shut the door. Leaning up against it, the Empress sighed, closed her eyes and remember the sweet moments they had lived the night before. "Can it be too good to be true?" she thought. "No it's real love." Laying down on her bed she rested for a second when all of a sudden a servant came in. "M'lady...Where have you been? Nana Mihalovna has been looking for you and is very worried! You did not even sleep in your bed did you? Why! It's still made! And-" Infuriated at the servant's impertinence, Marina immediately lashed out..." Hold your tounge! I am not required to answer to a servant! I am Empress of Flamazon! Now go before you upset me any further!" Regaining her composure, Marina bathed and got dressed...this time choosing not to get any help from the servants from the fear of having them see the marks on her body from the night before. Before she could completely cover herself, her Nana came in. "What is that scratch on your waist?" Inquired the worried woman. "And where were you?! I was worried that something might have happened to you!" "This? Oh...umm...I went riding and got lost so I decided to wait until morning to come back."

Dean sighed as he relaxed into his bubble bath. "More champagne, m'lord?" His servant asked, holding a goblet out.

"Yes, thank you."

"You're in good fooling, m'lord. May I ask why?"

"You may not."

"Oh."

"I wonder what His Highness would have to say about this chain of event?" He asked himself calmly.

"What chain of events?"

"Oh, do shut up, Baldrick."

Raising her eyebrow, Mihalovna said, "And the mark?" Blushing by now, Marina responded smoothly, "I went for a swim, and I accidentally hit myself on a rock." Smiling, the Empress asked, "Has anything happened that I should be informed of? Any calls? Telegramms?" "Yes, Marina. The Roanian Prince sent a telegram." "Addressed to whom? Me? Could you bring me it please, it must be of some importance."

[code:1:ed5d79a420]TO: Her Imperial Majesty, Marina Romanov
FROM: His Highness, Prince Alexander Black
RE: Ambassador Gray

Greetings to you, Marina. I was wondering how you were finding my emmisary to your nation?

I have heard several rumors, but I'm sure they're lies.

A longer transmission will arrive tomorrow.[/code:1:ed5d79a420]

TO: His Highness, Prince Alexander Black
FROM: Her Imperial Majesty, Empress Marina Vladiovna Romanova
RE: RE: Ambassador Gray

I am very glad to hear from you your Highness. Indeed the Roanian Ambassador, Earl Dean Gray has been most appreciated and welcomed in Flamazon. You could not have chosen a better man for the job! I however, am quite surprised in what you have written to me...rumors? What sort of rumors? I DO hope it is nothing of great consequence and that all matters may be settled agreeably. I shall be awaiting your telegram and hope to be in contact with you.

Marina Vladiovna Romanova

[code:1:f1ea44f2ee]Just, little rumors, that you two have a closer relationship than is usual. I'm sure they are nothing. But, they do exist... and must be crushed.

Now, I myself will be going to Roania soon, to negotiate a treaty with you.[/code:1:f1ea44f2ee]

Do not be disturbed by these little rumors without significance...for that is all they are, rumors. How do you intend on crushing them, if I may so cordially ask? It is very difficult to order these things to cease. As for business between Flamazon and Roania, what did you have in mind, dear Prince? When shall I expect your presence here so that I may properly accomodate you? Da Svidanya, Marina Vladiovna Romanova of Flamazon.

Dean knocked on the door to Marina's bedroom. He was dressed in a fine suit, and carrying a parcel of papers.

Marina heard a knock on her door and immediately went to see who it was. Thinking it was a servant, she didn't bother covering herself completely. Upon opening the door and seeing it was her lover, she smiled and threw her arms around him enthusiastically. "Come in, hurry!" the Empress exclaimed. "Dean, I received a couple telegramms from your Prince today. There apparently have been rumors and he wants them to stop. Also, he plans on coming here to Flamazon. What do you think?"

"Yes, M'lady." Dean disengaged himself from her arms carefully. "I need to talk to you about the Prince's visit." Once inside, and the door was locked, he became more ardent, locking his lips with hers and embracing her.

Softly freeing herself and looking quite worried, Marina took his hand and led him to her bed. Still wearing that pensive look on her face, she asked, "Dean what is it? Is there something wrong or something I should know?"

Dean calmed down. "The Prince... is coming. And, from what I can make out, he's not happy." Shaking his head, he sat down. "Something must have happened back in Roania... he's probably looking for something to take his frustration out on."

By now a bit alarmed, the young Empress squeezed his hand tighter and looked into his eyes. "In his telegram he DID mention that there were rumors, as I told you before, he wasn't happy about them and not willing to let them slide by. Oh dear! I hope that these so called rumors aren't what's making him this angry at us! What do you think will happen?"

"With any luck, his fiance will calm him down." Dean shook his head. "But Edmund warned me that he had thrown a bunch of papers at said fiance, so he's in a really, really bad mood. Beyond any 'rumors'."

"Well, whatever happens...even if he is the Roanian Prince, he will most definately not come to my Empire, to my Palace and throw a royal fit! If he so much as dares to insult me in my own home...or you for that matter, he is going to get something coming to him! No one! I mean no one messes with Marina Romanova!" Standing up, the Empress paced back and forth with noticable anger and frustration.

Dean chortled. "I suppose you'd send him to his room, or something?" He stood up and moved forward. "Come, my love... we can talk about this before your government tomorrow."

:lol: Exploding in laughter, Marina exclaimed "My government?! Dean you think they'll actually pay attention to a spoiled little foreign prince who is throwing a temper tantrum?! Especially when he'll bring up the rumors! Impossible! It certainly is out of the question! What is to be done?" Pacing some more and desperately seeking an answer, Marina came to a decision. "Ok, this is what will happen...Prince Alexander will most likely be very angry as you say and we'll play it cool and deny everything, as this will be his excuse. If he really irritates me, then I break off relations with Roania." Shrugging, the Empress continued, "It's not like Flamazon needs them." Coming closer to Dean she smiled at him triumphantly.

Dean smiled and kissed her, arms around her. "You do realise that he's more than capable of destroying Flamazon, and everyone in it? He's done similar things before, and your government, if they found out that he was coming here in a bad mood, would probably find some way to make his time here as pleasant as possible." Touching his finger to her lips, he smiled again. "And if you break diplomatic relations, then I'll have to leave."

Kissing her, he slowly began to remove her clothes.

:D "Take you away my dear?" Grinning she helped him remove her blouse. "He can't do that! In any case, I'll put up a good fight. Love, he's going to have to kill me first, don't you know? As for destroying Flamazon, he can't...I won't let him. Surely you don't doubt me?" Kissing him passionately, she pulled him down onto her...

[code:1:1c27aa9b28]TO: Dean Gray
FROM: Edmund Hyacinth

He's on the war path. Better not make him angry...[/code:1:1c27aa9b28]

When morning came around and everything was in it's place, Marina and Dean went down *unnoticed* to the dining room. "Would you like to sit down Mr. Gray? I assure you that our cook is excellent and that you won't regret having breakfast with us!" Immediately five men in Flamazonian traditional clothing came in. "Good morning Empress..." they said in unison and bowed. "Good morning gentlemen." Marina said. "There is someone that you absolutely must meet. This is the Earl Dean Gray of Roania the current ambassador. Mr. Gray, I am pleased to introduce you to my trusty advisors..." Motioning to each one of them as she spoke, the Empress continued, "Alexei Ivanov. Nikolai Kashyenskiy. Dmitri Akhmatov. Roma Vrizhyenskiy. And Mr. Mikhail Pavlakov."

Dean bowed. "My good lords, we have a situation. My Prince, blessed be his name, is coming to visit. And he is in a very foul mood."

:? Vrizhyenskiy was the first to speak, "The Roanian Prince in a foul mood...may I inquire as to why this is?" Pavlakov was next in chiming in and with his face quickly beginning to turn a bright read. "Who cares about him?! Our great Flamazonian Empire has always been great at war and everything else for that matter! I say that if that Roanian *throwing a hateful glance at Dean he rambled on...* comes here to the palace and insults my Empress in any way he will surely get what's coming to him..!" In what seemed like seconds, all five of them begin to shout and jump all over the place *almost at each other's throats* Marina threw a glance at them but was unsure of what to do... "Please! Stop gentlemen stop!" Pleaded the Empress. Immediately the youngest of the advisors, Vrizhenskiy calmed Marina down and smiled. Taking off his shoe he began to furiously pound it on the table. That immediately got their attention, "QUIET!!!!" Everyone stopped dead in their tracks. "Is this the kind of respect you have in our dear Empress' home?!" He again turned and smiled benevolently at Marina, who smiled back. "I would advice you Empress Romanova, that you welcome the Prince wholeheartedly. It may just be a personal and temporary problem that he may be experiencing. When he comes, I will be sure to talk to him and set things right between your nations."

"I suppose it would be worth a try, good sir. Of course, since this bad mood seems to be his fiance's fault, at least partly, that could be a bit hard." Dean sighed. "If Alex should be angry enough that he should break off his wedding, then the slightest thing could set him off."

He looked around. "And that, my good lords, could be catastrophic. For Flamazon, and for you."

After the shoe pounding the advisors kept quiet and Pavlakov merely grunted. Eyeing Dean with a glance hard to describe, perhaps suspicion or contempt, Vrizhenskiy exlaimed, "Hmm...how highly unprofessional of your Prince if I may make the observation! Well in that case, I suppose it might be better if we also invited his lady as well? I'm sure I could set something up to reconcile them." Stifling a smile, the advisor turned to his Empress and asked, "Empress Marina, could you and I speak privately over this matter?" A bit surprised about all his secrecy, the Empress looked him straight in the eye and nodded. "Yes Roma, we may. This afternoon, come and see me in my study. As for you..." she looked at the other four advisors. "You may leave now. Roma would you like to join us for breakfast? Give me a hint at least will you?" Imagining what he had in store for Prince Alexander, she couldn't help but smile. The other four advisors bowed and took their leave without her noticing. "I'm very sorry Marina." Immediately lowering his head, he corrected himself. "I'm very sorry Empress, but I have many duties to attend to and cannot therefore stay and join you. I will come to you this afternoon however, in the hopes of being able to explain to you my plan." "Very well Mr. Vrizhenskiy I will wait for you." And with that, he also bowed low and left the room.

Dean chuckled to himself as he drove back towards the embassy. "Well, it could have gone worse."

A man ran out. "Sir! There's a problem. The Prince is coming in a week! Not a month!"

After Dean had gone away to the Embassy, Marina went to her study to review some pending paperwork that she had neglected over the past days. After working for about five hours without a single break she felt desperate. She suddenly heard a knock on the door. It was young Vrizhyenskiy that poked his head in. Relieved that he had come, she smiled at him and said, "Roma! How glad I am that you've come! I'm absolutely tired of all this work! No help around here at all...!" Noticing that he was starting to blush, she stopped. "ahem. Sit down Vrizhyenskiy, let's talk about Prince Alexander now and your plan." Regaining his composure, Roma began. "Dear Empress...I have concluded that it is perhaps in our best interest if we keep the Prince happy. I was thinking of playing the part of *hehehe* cupid for His Highness. What do you think about going to the lodge at Pokrovskaye with him and his finace? I of course could come along too if you wish for me to aid you. You know how *blushing* romantic it is up there with all that snow and mountains so enchanting that no one can resist being there with their significant other. A week or two should be enough to reconcile them don't you agree?" "Yes Roma of course! It's a great idea. Will you help me?" Marina took the young man's hand and smiled knowing that he was a most loyal friend that could be trusted with this. He lowered his head, "Of course my dear Empress, I will always be proud to serve you in whatever task you set upon me." And so it was settled.

Dean sat down heavily. "A week?" He grabbed the phone and dialled Marina. "Love, we have a problem. The Prince is coming in a week. So is Kelly. Can I know the plan?"

"A week?!" Marina was uncontrolable at this point. "Who does he think he is? Coming on such short notice?! Achhhhhhh! Dean this isn't good. I'll just have to talk to Roma again. He told me the plan which is to take Alexander and Kelly to the lodge with us. Roma and I, that is..." She replied coldly. "We would be gone for a week or so. The lodge is in the northern part of Pokrovskaye only about ten hours by train. I'm sure things will get better between them, the lodge is very romantic y'know"

"Roma... and you." Dean said, flatly. "Well, it appears that there was a communications error. They're working in new transmitters, and everything." He shook his head. "Still, shouldn't take that long... I hope."

"Yes Roma and I will be making sure they are reconciled at the lodge. I would invite you if you wanted to come along but you have a lot of work to do. I on the other hand, well...it is my duty to accompany them. Roma at least has some experience with Roanians and will be of great help to me. We won't take long though. When will the new transmitters be fully functionable?"

"Um... a few days. But, I really think taking Roma along is a bad idea." Dean said, holding his jealousy back. "Will I see you before you go?"

Being deeply offended by his comment about Roma Vrizhyenskiy, Marina began to think of what to say, that was composed and proper, but in the end let her emotions take over. "Taking Roma is a bad idea?! How dare you say that?! I'll be glad to inform you that he is a very good man and perfect for the job at hand! Why do you think i'm making a mistake in taking him with me? I don't know if we'll be seeing each other before I depart. I have too many things to take care of at the moment and you've been so busy as well."

"No, no! It's just that I doubt whether he can keep the Prince and Kelly from eachother's throats. I mean, she's not Roanian. He could do irre... sigh. You are the empress." He said, hanging up.

He sat there for a while, then he started to cry.

Empress Marina sat there for a moment and reflected on what had just happened. "This is horrible! I was much too cruel to Dean. Once I come back from the trip I'll set things right with him. It's one thing to get back at him for protecting Alexander like he did and beginning to be "too busy" lately. *sigh* I hope he's allright. The Prince will be arriving very soon, I should get everything prepared for his visit."

Dean sighed, and turned in.

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And a hundred miles away...

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"I can't... why?" Alexander asked angrily. 'Why does she need to come?"

As Marina's servant Galina was preparing her clothes for her trip, Roma Vrizhensky came bursting through the door while the two women were talking. Red faced and a bit agitated, he grabbed his Empress' hand and said, "Marina, *he blushed* the Prince is at the airport and on his way! Are you ready and meet him?" Empress Marina was taken by surprise at his news. "I thought he was coming here tomorrow! Yes well, we'll just have to get everything ready now." Smiling and squeezing his hand ever so slightly, Marina spoke to her most loyal friend. "You finally talked to me as if I was a person and not just a ruler! It's been years since you've done that Roma! Does this mean you'll be calling me Marina instead of Empress from now on?" She exclaimed jestingly. Roma only blushed until he was completely crimson and shrugged, "Empress I shall only do as you command." Putting her hand on her hip and the other on his shoulder, the young woman continued indignantly, "Roma Roma Roma! Why can't we be friends again like we used to be as children? Nothing has changed at all!" Now looking at her intently he said, "But it has dear Empress! You were a Princess who had no knowledge of your important position, perhaps that is why we became friends. But we've grown up now, you're a woman and i'm a man now. Everything has changed completely. I am but your humble servant, you are my Lady." Looking at him with sad teary eyes, the Empress stood there and waited to see if he would say more. "I will go and prepare for our departure, you will expect the Prince here, yes? Then we'll go to the winter lodge?" Still shocked and looking a bit pale, Marina whispered "Yes. I'll meet him here, then we'll go." Taking his customary low bow and opening the door, Vrizhyenskiy left.

The staff car drove on towards the palace. Inside, Alexander sat fuming at the fact that Kelly was coming. I swear.... He looked out at the land outside. "Ugly country, this. All that snow, and... farmers." He said distastefully.

Behind him, several Inquisitors sat roughly to attention. And behind them, Kelly sat staring outside. Such a nice country. If only She looked at Alexander The company was more cheerful.

Roma Vrizhyenskiy was standing outside waiting for the Roanians to arrive. As the car approached and the Prince came out of the car, he greeted him and introduced himself. "Welcome to the Empire of Flamazon your Highness. I am Roma Vrizhyenskiy, Chief Advisor to Empress Romanova. She is waiting for you as we speak...would you be so kind as to accompany me to the palace?" Smiling, he kissed Kelly's hand *out of respect* and shook Alexander's hand.

Alexander nodded coldly, and scowled when Roma touched lips to Kelly. "I shall accompany you." He stormed past Roma, a frown on his face.

2 of the Inquisitors followed after him, ignoring Roma as if he was beneath their notice. Kelly smiled apologetically. "Sorry about that. He's taking his bad mood out on everyone he meets."

Then she and the other Inquisitors filed past Roma.

"It's alright, I understand." Taking quick long strides, Roma took the lead again. "This way gentlemen. Opening the massive Mahogany doors he led them inside. At that precise moment the Empress of Flamazon descended down the Grand Staircase. Wearing a stunning crimson dress with the Imperial Flamazonian jewels including the ceremonial crown, she approached Prince Alexander. "So glad to finally be able to meet you Your Highness. Welcome to my Empire. How was your trip?" Even though she was still smiling her honey green eyes sought to see what the Roanian Prince was thinking at the moment.

Alexander bowed stiffly. "I am pleased to meet you as well, your Imperial Majesty. May I introduce my..." He sighed, "fiance, princess Kelly Maxwell."

Kelly curtsied.

A cold smile followed the Prince's rudeness. After her now icy eyes stared at him sternly for a brief moment, she shifted her glance towards the woman with him. "A pleasure to meet you Ms. Maxwell." I do believe you've met my Chief Advisor, Mr. Vrizhensky? He has arranged a very pleasant trip for us up in my winter lodge in northern Flamazon. Pokrovskaye to be exact? 'Tis a very nice place you'll see. Before we go, do you have warm clothing? It does get below freezing at night sometimes. Also, would you like to join me at dinner?"

Alexander scowled a little. Kelly glanced at him, angrily. "My apologies, but the Prince didn't sleep on the plane. I feel that it may be best if we get going so he can sleep."

Alexander's scowl deepened. "Is Gray here?"

"You are apologizing for the Roanian Prince because he didn't sleep well?" The Empress scowled a littly and narrowed her eyes. "I understand Ms. Maxwell." Turning to Alexander, she responded. "That depends on you Prince. Would you like to see him before we depart. I believe that he is still at the embassy. If you wish to speak to the Ambassador, i'm sure Roma would be more than glad to contact him for you. Leading them to the Great Room she had them sit down and sitting in her thronelike chair, Marina Romanova smiled and waited for them to speak, thought it better and began. "In your telegram Prince Alexander, you mentioned that there was a possibility of an alliance." Eyeing him carefully then smiling enchantingly, "Would you care to explain this in more detail to me my dear Prince?"

Alexander walked past Kelly, not saying anything to her. She looked on the verge of yelling at him. Alexander, on the other hand, looked like someone who had passed through the fires of anger, and was bobbing contentedly on the other side. Only the twitching of an eye showed any anger whatsoever. The Inquisitors tensed at the possibility of having to step into a conflict.

Alexander sat down on a chair. "Yes, a non-aggression treaty."

The Empress smiled and arched her brow. "A non-aggression treaty? Interesting Prince Alexander...interesting." Crossing her legs and resting her hand on her chin, Marina continued. "What I am wondering, Highness, is why you could possibly want this? Not that I think it a bad proposal but what I find puzzling is the why. Has Flamazon posed a threat or any sort of inconvenience to your nation? I would love to hear your thoughts on how this offer came about. Flamazon has never been in any war ever since the time of my Father Vladimir Alexeitch Romanov...not that my Empire wouldn't be ready in case of a conflict, but I can assure you dear Prince, we are peaceful." Smiling and eyes sparkling the young Empress awaited an answer.

Roma immediately stepped in knowing that right now it was not the moment to discuss such important issues. After a few seconds of silence, Vrizhyenskiy said, "Empress if you'll excuse me, could I show the Prince around the palace? Perhaps down to vodka cellars?" With a nod the Empress consented and the Prince followed Roma out. Meanwhile, Marina and Kelly were left alone in the Great Room. Hoping to get to the bottom of the problem, Marina sought to first begin a friendly conversation. "So Ms. Maxwell, what has your impression of Flamazon been so far? Agreeable I hope?"

Kelly sighed. "Except for the company, it's been lovely." The beautiful young woman sat down on Alex's vacated seat.

"Hmm...Now that we're alone and if you don't mind me asking...what exactly happened and why is he so angry?" Wearing a pensive and compassionate look on her face, the young Empress smiled at the Prince's fiancee.

Kelly sighed. "I'm... not sure. It was an arguement over his policies, and I told him that he had to change them or he'll be sleeping on the couch. Something involving the death of hundreds of people." She began to weep. "He was angry because he didn't want to fight his government to save them, and..." Tears flew freely, "he's no longer the man I was engaged to..."

Leaning in closer to Kelly, Marina held her hand and squeezed it for comfort. A bit confused as to what she should do, the Empress looked at her and tried to reassure her. "Kelly, i'm sure it will be alright. I have also heard about his recent policies and am by far, very appalled with his decisions right now. However, I am obliged to tell you, not as a woman, but as Empress of a nation, it is difficult to take orders from...um (she's thinking inferiors) others. I know what it's like and by having you order him to do something like that must have been very disagreeable for Alexander. After all, I imagine that he is the decision-maker? On the other hand, I don't think he should be so rough with you. That is why I have undertaken the task of helping you two reconcile. I do hope that the cabin trip will do the job!"

"He takes orders from his council all the time!" Kelly said, crying. "And they're a bunch of bickering partisans, with no more fellow feeling than a bunch of snakes!" Drying her eyes, she sighed. "I hope so..."

Smiling sypathetically although a bit irritated at her naiveness, Marina tried to explain withought making her feel bad. "Aww hon...it's different don't you see? They are powerful politicians who know what they are talking about. I'm not implying that you don't dear but chances are, you won't know as much about the issues as they do. Have you tried asking him what his reasoning behind this is? Perhaps you should look at from his point of view and analyse it further? Don't cry..."

Kelly laughed bitterly, and explained to Marina how the council worked.

"Oh dear! That is awful!" Exclaimed Marina. "However, i'm certain that there is not much I could do to help with the current situation. What I can try to do is to have you two make up for the fight. How does that sound Ms. Maxwell?" Smiling a warm soft smile, Marina touched Kelly's hand to reassure her. "I'm sure things will start to look brighter soon! Why, with Vrizhyenskiy's help we'll manage to get Alexander on track again you'll see!"

"If you say so, your majesty." Kelly sighed, tears dropping down from her eyes. "I... think I might break off the engagement, though."

Sighing, the Empress forced her head up and looked her straight in the eyes. "Kelly, do you really want to do that? I am not going to advice you one way or another, it's your choice and therefore something you alone must decided. However, you must consider what could happen if you do. It is possible that wars could be started. Think and and think hard...but it is ultimately your choice to make."

Kelly started to cry. "I... love him, but I think he hates me... we were so happy before he became Prince..." Kelly dried her eyes. "You are right. Roanians don't like Phalanixians at the best of times."

Alexander blinked as he downed the vodka. "So... Roma, what is it you do around here?"

"You like our vodka your Highness?" Smiling Roma had a drink as well and said, "You see, we have formed a council of advisors for the Empress. I am the Chief Advisor and preside over the others in case there is a bit of a disagreement. We each direct a section of Flamazonian affairs. I mostly deal with the foreign policy and have informants that give me the scope of what is going on in the Empire. We then all direct this information...not biased by the way...to the Empress. The next stage is for all of us to give our point of view on each of the issues and persuade the Empress. God only knows what goes through her head and who she actually listens to. I suspect that the answer is nobody as her decisions are usually not in any way similar to ours. Hehe that woman is absolutely splendid if I may say so, and perfectly independent. I imagine that is a good quality in a leader eh? She must have gotten it from her father."

"My own council would go insane if I disregarded them." Alex muttered, slightly tipsily. The vodka was far too heavy on his cultured palette. "They would all say that I apointed them, and that I should listen to them..." His mood soured, "just like that girl, Kelly."

Alex leaned back. "Still... that's not important..." He blinked. "Is Dean settling in all right?"

"You know Prince...if you ever need someone to talk to, i'm here." Vrizhenskiy smiled and gave him a pat on the back. "As for the Ambassador your Highness, he's settling just fine. A bit too much..." He suddenly frowned a little and drank a fourth shot of Vodka.

Alexander suddenly sobers up. His mind began to pick details out of the room. "A bit too... what?" He sizes Roma up. "A bit too much?" He smirks. Well, well. "I wonder..." he frowns. "So, your empress... pretty, isn't she?"

Not thinking Roma immediately blurted out "Pretty?! No...she's beautiful!" with a little too much enthusiasm. Recovering from his indiscreetness the Chief Advisor said, *ahem* "Yes she is your Highness, just like her sister the Mother Superior Elena Vladiovna Romanova. I suppose it must be in the family no?" Blushing, Roma begin to twist and turn about. "Would you like some more Prince Alex?"

Alexander began to smile. He began to croon softly, "Ah, my dear Mr. Roma, I understand... you want her, do you not? Let us help eachother, Mr. Roma."

"Help each other your Highness? Want her? How so? I...I do not understand..." Roma lowered his head and downed another shot.

"I want Flamazon, Mr. Roma." Alexander smiled wickedly. "I want it, so I can send my accursed, interfering fiance here to rot. And if I control it... then there is no need to have an ambassador, is there?" Alexander leaned closer to Roma. "No need for an Empress... either."

He smiled, and stood behind the man, hand on shoulder, whispering into his ear. "She'd be yours..."

"You want Flamazon?! Never! I have sworn to be loyal and to protect it with my life and soul!" Roared Vrizhenskiy. Then his voice softened and cracked slightly, "And yet my soul only belongs to her Imperial Majesty it always has. If only she could be mine! But what's to be done?!" he muttered and covered his face with his hands.

"Oh, my dear man..." Alex sighed, "So long as Dean is here... she is his... and I can't remove him unless Flamazon is mine. Besides, you are of common blood. She, an empress! Could she even look at you?" He smiled. "The longer they are together, the closer they will become."

"Yes perhaps...perhaps you're right. Hmph! She said she was showing him the countryside...that bastard might have seen the more than the countryside i'll wager!" Red and furious he turned and faced the Prince. "Tell me Prince Alexander, how is it that you will make her mine? Her Majesty is not the type of woman that is manipulated or commanded. She was born to give the orders not to receive them...how will she obey your commands? How will you make her love me?!"

Alex shrank back into the shadows, appearing menacing. "You leave the details to me..."

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Kelly smiled at Marina. "So, what's your plan?"

"Well...Vrizhenskiy proposed the trip to the cabin because it's such a romantic place! :) With old-fashioned rooms, lighted by candles and the such. There are some good lakes nearby which freeze and can be used for skating. There's forests as well to explore. :wink: With things like that to do you'll both be able to spend some time alone and hopefully all those misunderstandings will be cleared up nyet? :D"
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*hiccup* "Whatever you say your Highness if you can guarantee it. God knows i'd do anything for that woman's love. I am yours to command."

"I hope so..." She laughed. "I'm sure this will be easy to clear up. I'll apologise, and that will be the end of it..." her brow clouded. "I hope. I miss him, miss the way he was. It's as if being Prince has made him more evil..."

Frowning the Empress responded with worry, "For everyone's sake, I hope he will change-" *A knock is heard on the double doors* "Who could that be? Olga could you please go see who it is?"

Dean sat, waiting to see his Prince. I hope he's not gone completely psyco. Sure, he always was slightly malovent... but this could be lunacy!

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Motioning towards Kelly, Marina exclaimed, "What are those two doing down in the cellars?! It's getting a bit late, maybe we should go get them?" Seeing Kelly nod the two ladies proceeded to the cellars.
_Carefully descending down the stairs, Marina approached the two men...

Alex smiles as Roma begins to make even more grandiose schemes. "And then we build a rocket and send them to the moon" Alex steps on his foot.

"Shh... someone is here..."

:D "Ah Gentlemen here you are! Ms. Maxwell and I waiting for you two and you're still drinking Vodka! Let's go into the Great Room shall we? I believe that Mr. Gray wanted to see you before we left."

Alex smiled wanly. "Ah, better not keep my loyal ambassador waiting..."

Roma followed after him, like a puppy dog.

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Alex and Dean stared at eachother. "You can't! She's your fiance!"

"She is an interfering bitch. And I won't take it. If she can't find some way to gain my forgiveness, then the wedding is off, and I order her execution."

Dean opened his mouth.

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5 minutes later

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Alexander reentered the room with Marina in it. Dean followed him, a bruise on his face.

Not being able to supress a gasp, Marina's eyes widened and she struggled to remain calm. "Good evening Mr. Gray, may I have a word with you?"

Dean looked meekly around the room. Roma was trying to hide his smile behind a raised hand. Kelly looked apalled. Alexander indicated that he may do so.

Coughing, Dean said, "Of course, Empress."

Marina looked at them, "If you'll excuse us...?" Walking towards her study, she hurried in and closed the door behind them. "Dean what happened?!" Embracing him tightly, her eyes full of tears looked at his and as she shut them a single tear spilled down.

Dean rubbed his bruise. "He punched his signet ring into my chin when I told him I wouldn't support his plan to get rid of Kelly should she fail to earn his forgiveness." He smiled. "I taught him that punch."

He winced. "Who would have thought that he would be that strong?"

"Get rid of Kelly? How so? Oh Dean! Look at what he did to you! I'd murder the treacherous fiend if only I could! My poor baby...does it hurt much? Here, sit down love. I'm so sorry for being so cold towards you earlier!" Sitting on his left knee she smiled warmly at him. "Let's make them wait a few more minutes. I want to be with you right now."

Dean ran a hand over and around her breasts, pulling her in to him. He kissed her cheek. "It didn't hurt that much.." He ran his other hand along her side. "Not at all..."

Marina smiled back. "I'm glad to hear that honey...so will you forgive me? Oh and I would take you along with us but seeing as how the Prince isn't exactly happy with you, it might not be a good idea. You know I'd love to though. Maybe we could take some time off there later when everything is settled?"

Dean smiled. "I'd like that, Love. I'd like that alot."

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Roma knocked on the door. "Empress, are you all right in there?"

Quickly getting up and grabbing Dean as she did, Marina walked to the door and before opening it, kissed the Ambassador passionately. "Yes Vrizhyenskiy, let's be on our way now."

Roma glared hatefully at Dean as the ambassador walked out. Alexander smiled wanly. "Glad you've joined us, Empress. Shall we go?"

A bit upset at having to leave Dean for that long, Marina took one last look at him and responded to the Prince's question. "Yes your Highness...if you're ready then so am I."

"Well then?" Alexander stood up and moved haughtily outside. Roma followed after him. Kelly stood up, looked back at Dean and Marina stare at eachother, grinned, and walked out.

Feeling that someone was looking at them, the Empress blushed and squeezed Dean's hand as they left. Her lips mouthed the words I love you and finally she closed the door. Putting her Parka on, Marina got in the car next to Kelly and Roma.

The car drove off. Kelly tried to put her hand on Alex's, but he snatched it back. Roma stared longingly at Marina, but only out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing what Alexander had done and Kelly's frown, Marina decided to start a conversation. "So...Prince Alexander, when is the wedding going to take place?"

"Hmm? Um..." Alexander spluttered, "Kelly?"

"In 1 month, Empress Marina."

"One month?! That is so soon! I am very glad to hear of that though." she said smiling (a little wickedly *hehe*) "we really need to have more weddings around here no?"

Alexander began to fume. Kelly stifled a laugh.

She turned to Roma whose breath was hot on her neck. "Roma? Are we almost there?" He grinned, "Yes Marina...actually we're here now." "Great!" As they opened the doors Roma held his hand out the Empress and Alexander was forced into doing the same for Kelly. "Let's go inside shall we?" said the Empress smiling to them.

Alexander snarled inwardly. "Yes... let's."

He beckoned to Roma and forced his way inside.

Kelly stayed back, a tear glistening on her cheek.

Marina strayed to the back where Kelly was and placed her hand on Kelly's shoulder. "Don't mind him too much right now. Give him time, he'll come around." A servant opened the doors for them. "M'lady! How long it's been since I last saw you!" "Mihalovna! I'm glad to see you again. Haven't seen you since I was a little girl! How have you been? And look, I brought your son with me!" Smiling Marina took Roma's hand and motioned for him to go greet his mother.

Alexander glanced backwards, and slowed, patiently waiting for Roma to come. Roma smiled and kissed his mother. "Mama!" He embraced her.

Kelly grinned and then suddenly put her hand to her head. "Pardon me, Ms. Mihavolona, but..." she blinked, "is there any place I can sit down? I'm... feeling rather faint."

"Mihalovna, help me take her inside please..." As the women helped Kelly inside, the men shut the doors and stood there staring. "Roma! Go get water for the lady now!" ordered the maid. "Kelly are you feeling better now?" said Marina. "Here...put your feet up like so...a pillow."

Roma and Alexander went to get some water. Alexander muttered. "Great... I don't even know what's going on, I don't get an official welcome."

"Yes thank you Marina and you too Mrs. Vrizhyenskaya I feel much better now. I don't know what happened, all of a sudden I just felt lightheaded." The old Maid smiled and looked at Marina knowingly. The Empress stared back surprised and with wide-opened eyes. "You don't suppose..." she whispered. "I think so." Kelly, confused, looked from the Empress to the old woman. "I don't understand." Marina inched closer to Kelly and whispered in her ear..."Kelly I think you might be pregnant."

Kelly stared at the pair in surprise. Then she laughed, or tried to. She clapped her hands to her head. "Ouch..." She looked shocked. "Do you really think so?"

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Alexander began to climb back up to the mansion. "This is so hard..."

Behind him, Roma was pulling up 2 buckets of water. "Yes... your highness."

"Yes Kelly it seems like it. Are you going to tell Alex?" Asked the Empress with a worried expression. "I think you ought to."

Kelly looked worried. "I don't know... what will he say? What will he do?" She tries to sit up.

Alex enters. "Hello, Empress, Ms. Roma's mother... Kelly," he moves aside, Roma carries the water in. "I, through much effort, have brought the water up."

Roma collapses next to the buckets.

Kelly opens and closes her mouth. She stares at Marina, looking for support.

Marina looked at Kelly and went to Alexander. Taking him by the arm she led him to the couch. "Alexander there is something you need to know..."

"What?" Alexander scanned the room. "There's been a war? God has been discovered? What?"

Kelly spoke softly but surely..."Alexander, i'm pregnant...you're going to be a father."

Alexander smiled. "Well, isn't that something..." His eyes rolled up in his head, and he fell backwards.

Marina sighed, "Oh God! Not him now! Roma, help him up please." As the Prince regained consciousness again, they had him sit again and explained the situation again. "Aren't you happy your Highness?"

Alexander blinked. "Happy..." He smiled.

Kelly looked concerned. "Your Highness?"

Alex rounded on her. "Kelly, who gave you permission to call me "your highness"? If you must speak to me, call me Alexander, or Alex... or The Truth, The Light, and the Way for all I care, but not Highness." He stood up. "Kelly... I'm sorry..."

Smiling and taking his hands in hers Kelly embraced him and kissed him on the head. "I'm so glad this is over! I missed you so much Alex." She then proceeded to kiss him softly on the lips. Marina smiled and motioned for Roma, Mrs. Vrizhyenskaya and the *rather chesty* servant girl to leave them alone for a moment.

OOC: LOL.

IC: Alex smiled. "I really am, so sorry." He kissed her, and held her close to him. "I... love you, Kelly."

Kelly smiled, and began to pull at her buttons. Alex gently eased over, and closed the door soundly.

OOC: Ok Alex, you're letting them do it in Marina's living room?! Just so it's better, we'll pretend they're in a bedroom now. lol.

IC: Smiling and awfully tired, Marina leaned against the wall in the next room. Isn't this nice Roma? We didn't even have to do much to get them together! Now let's focus on getting her as comfortable as possible and letting them have fun here. Isn't love wonderful?" Mihalovna Vrizhyenskaya grinned and looked at the Empress. "Have you found it yet Marina?" Blushing and looking at Roma then back at Mihalovna, she sighed and murmured, "Mihalovna, I only had my divorce with Ryan about two years ago..."

Alex sighed as he woke up. Pulling his clothes on, he left Kelly sleeping in the bed. He smiled and gently patted her stomach. "Me... a father..." He groaned softly. "God help the kid..."

He silently left the room, closing the door after him.

Alex sighed as he woke up. Pulling his clothes on, he left Kelly sleeping in the bed. He smiled and gently patted her stomach. "Me... a father..." He groaned softly. "God help the kid..."

He silently left the room, closing the door after him.

OOC

Not again ... Roanian Rabbits

Alex sighed as he woke up. Pulling his clothes on, he left Kelly sleeping in the bed. He smiled and gently patted her stomach. "Me... a father..." He groaned softly. "God help the kid..."

He silently left the room, closing the door after him.

OOC

Not again ... Roanian Rabbits

OOC: Considering that Edward and Lucy, throughout the entire time they were married, had only the two kids, I don't know what you're complaining about.

Alex sighed as he woke up. Pulling his clothes on, he left Kelly sleeping in the bed. He smiled and gently patted her stomach. "Me... a father..." He groaned softly. "God help the kid..."

He silently left the room, closing the door after him.

OOC

Not again ... Roanian Rabbits

OOC: Considering that Edward and Lucy, throughout the entire time they were married, had only the two kids, I don't know what you're complaining about.

True, better do something with wedding ...

OOC: Who is this guy and whatever happened to privacy? :?

IC: Feeling his touch Kelly began to wake up. She finally did after he left. "Where did he go?" she muttered. Getting up from the bed, Kelly began to dress.

Eh, sorry. Alexander is a direct relation to the Emperor Kienny I of the Holy Latin Empire ie Kienny I is the uncle!

OOC: This guy's ruler is the Uncle of Alexander, who also, right now, happens to be one of the heirs to his throne. As such, any thing that affects the Roanian Royal family affects him.

He also, by general agreement, controls parts of Italy, including, I think, Rome.

Be nice to your pontiff, Maricruz.

IC: Alex faced Marina, and smiled. He mouthed something. I know... Then he turned and walked to the balcony.

:shock: Empress Marina shocked, stayed rooted in her place. *what did he mean by that?! Oh God what if he DOES know about Dean and me? There's only one way to find out...* Walking over to the balcony alongside Alexander, "Good morning Prince Alexander...what did you say to me in the hall? I'm afraid I didn't hear you clearly..."

"Me? I didn't say anything..." He looked out over the mountains. "Thank you." He smirked.

OOC: Alex messenger is working now get signed on! You're torturing me and you know it!

IC: She sighed and looked over at him. Thank you for what your Highness?

"Thanks for bringing me and Kelly back together." He laughed. Then he looked down there. "Hmm... Roma and that peasant girl seem to be getting along well." He turned and faced Marina. "So, what do you think of Dean?"

OOC: Not for me, it isn't working.

Eyeing him carefully she was cautious in her words. "He's a very efficient ambassador I would say that you made a good choice when you picked him as Roania's representative."

"Yes..." he smiled and tapped an apparently random series of dots on the balcony. I... know... about... you... and... Dean.. "According to my sources, you and him are getting along?"

Fumbling with her fingers and after a big sigh the Empress responded to his question. "According to your sources? Eh...um...well, yes we do get along well when we're working. He is a very good and worthy ambassador who I think has been a great mediator between our two nations...wouldn't you agree your Highness?"

Alexander smirked. So... He laughed. Kelly walked outside. "So, Marina... what is there to do here?" He asked, changing the subject.

"Nothing much Kelly, nothing at all." she replied looking straight at Alexander's eyes.

Kelly smiled. "Oh, dear." She kissed Alexander. Alex smiled.

"I don't know if you should be doing strenuois exercise, any way..."

"Thanks for caring Alex but I think that I'll be fine doing what I normally would for now. According to Mihalovna, I'm at about the third month." She smiled and the Empress Romanova here says I still have a few more months of freedom left." "That's right Princess but don't overdo it and be careful." Grinning, she turned to Alexander and said, "And you Prince, take good care of her if you're going out for a walk. I would suggest no ice skating for you unless it's very slow, Kelly. I'll leave you now..."

Kelly sighed. "What do you think, Alex?" She asked, concerned. "Are you happy?"

"Am... I happy?" He sighed. "I don't know. I'm surprised, certainly."

Below the third story balcony stood Roma Vrizhyenskiy and his new found friend, a servant girl named Katerina Shapka. "Roma...you are Mihalovna's son? I thought you were the Empress' Chief Advisor...how?" "I am her son. She used to live at the Imperial Palace when I was younger and so I grew up with Marina Vladiovna, who was the Princess back in Vladimir's time. Her father appreciated my help around the palace so much that he began to show me into the world of politics. Emperor Vladimir had no sons so I followed him around." He smiled. "Once he passed away, and Marina, who was then...um...16 became Empress of Flamazon, made my father her CA, then me once he passed away and we got older. I earned that position a year and a half ago. What about you Katya? What's your story?"