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I halfheartedly smoothed my hair and sighed. "Just getting some fresh air. But it gave me a headache and now I should go to bed early."

"But we are having dinner at the Vladimir Palace tonight."

I sighed. "Please, Maman, we should stay home."

"Not attend Miechen's dinner party?" She looked at me as if I'd grown another head. "Katerina, if you are feeling poorly, I will allow you to stay home, but I wouldn't miss Miechen's dinner party for the world! Her French chef is divine!"

Not divine, but probably fae, I remembered unhappily. The grand d.u.c.h.ess always did have a pa.s.sion for the exotic.



"No one is going anywhere tonight," Papa said as the footman let him in. He took off his hat with a frown. "Except Katerina."

George Alexandrovich entered the house behind him. He did not look happy either. Nevertheless, he seemed like my knight in shining armor when he clicked his heels together and said, "Katerina Alexandrovna, you must come with me immediately."

"What has happened?" I asked, rushing back down the stairs.

Papa put a heavy hand on my shoulder and squeezed gently. "I should let the grand duke explain everything to you." He turned to my mother and asked, "Shenia, will you have Anya begin packing a trunk for Katiya?"

Maman gave a frightened little cry. "She must leave now? Where is she going?"

"I'll explain it to you in a minute, my dear. You must tell Anya to hurry. They do not have much time." He led Maman gently up the stairs with her exclaiming the whole way.

I looked at George, who was standing in the hall at the foot of the staircase. "Tell me what has happened," I demanded.

"You were right about the lich tsar. He is here, in St. Petersburg, and he's been raising a new army of the undead."

"Then I need to help your father." We would be summoning the bogatyr to fight Konstantin Pavlovich.

George shook his head. "No. The Koldun believes it is not safe for my father to go through the ritual again. There is another weapon we think might work."

"And you want to leave your father unprotected to look for this weapon?"

"He is safe, Katiya, for the time being. Both the Order of St. John and the Order of St. Lazarus are escorting him and my mother back to Gatchina tonight. The Koldun is under heavy guard as well. You are the one we are concerned about."

"Me?" I could not help thinking Danilo's words might be true. That I was a liability to the tsar as long as I was alive. Should I tell George that I'd just been standing in the Field of Mars speaking with the lich tsar?

"Without your powers, Konstantin cannot fully return to life."

"But he's a powerful sorcerer." Before he'd married the blood drinker and necromancer Princess Cantacuzene, he'd been the Koldun for his elder brother, Tsar Alexander the First.

"He is a powerful sorcerer without a physical body. He cannot perform any rituals himself."

"But he could possess someone else and use their body," I suggested.

George stared at me, and I realized neither he nor the Koldun had thought of this possibility. "He could not pick just any body to possess," George said. "It would have to be someone to whom he was closely linked. Like you." He put his hands on my shoulders and squeezed them gently. "But you will be safe, I promise. I'm taking you to Gatchina tonight. The palace is built like a fortress. No one can get to you there."

"I can't go with you alone!"

"Your brother is going as a chaperone," he said with a grim smile. "And my parents will be there soon as well."

That did not make me feel any better. How could I face his parents now? I'd chosen medicine over marriage to their son. The empress might be happy that I would not become a daughter-in-law, but like the tsar, she did not believe women should become doctors.

"And Xenia will be delighted to have you. She has been lonely since her Greek cousins left."

One more thing for the empress to be displeased with. I was certain to be labeled an inappropriate influence on the grand d.u.c.h.ess.

"And what about this weapon you're seeking?"

"It's an ancient sword, rumored to command a magical army when held by a necromancer."

"You want me to use the sword?" I asked.

George laughed. "Don't be ridiculous. We just want to keep the sword from falling into Konstantin's hands."

I was irritated by his dismissive tone. I'd never wielded a heavy sword before, but I had taken fencing with Petya when we were young. Our tutor had often told me I was the better pupil. "Fine," I said at last. If it was the tsar's will to lock me up as a prisoner, there was nothing I could do.

"You must be ready to leave immediately, Katiya. We are expected at Gatchina by nightfall."

I excused myself and returned to my room to help Anya pack. How long did they expect me to stay? I got down on my hands and knees and pulled A Necromancer's Companion from under my bed. Would I have need of the book at the palace? Or should I take my medical texts to study? I decided to take both.

"Katiya?" Maman came sweeping into my room. "Dearest, Papa has told me you are going to be a houseguest of the empress at Gatchina for a few days. Have you reconsidered the grand duke's proposal?"

"No, Maman." I closed my trunk and went to embrace her. "I don't think the empress would be happy with a Dark Court daughter-in-law."

"And why not? You know very well that just because she is from the Light Court of the North does not mean all Romanovs must marry Light Court. My Romanov mother married a Dark Court husband. Twice, actually."

I smiled. It was such a simple thing to Maman. She was still dreaming about Romanov grandbabies. "I will be home as soon as I can." If the tsar ever decided to let me go.

"Whatever for? Enjoy your stay, darling. And give my warm regards to the empress."

"Of course."

Papa came to my doorway as well. "The grand duke is getting anxious, Katiya. Are you ready?"

I ran to his arms and hugged him with all my strength. "Please be careful, Papa. And look after Maman." Danilo had planted a seed of doubt in my mind. Would the tsar find some way of dispatching me in order to protect himself from Konstantin? I tried to shrug off the ridiculous suspicion but found I couldn't. Perhaps the tsar would not stoop so low, but I knew the Koldun would. He'd had no qualms about sacrificing Princess Alix when he believed it would protect the tsar. And Alix still had not forgiven him.

"Of course, my dear," Papa said. "Petya will be joining you later this evening. He is currently out on patrols with his regiment." I already knew this. The Preobrajensky Guard was out searching for more of the undead.

I took one last look around my room, making sure I'd remembered everything. I did not know if I'd be able to send for anything I'd forgotten. Papa helped me carry my trunk downstairs, despite Maman's protests that we had servants for that very purpose.

George was looking at his watch unhappily. He glanced up as we descended the staircase. "Very good," he said. "My driver can take the trunk from here."

I followed him silently to the carriage, thanking him only when he helped me inside. It would be a long drive to Gatchina, which was nearly thirty miles outside of St. Petersburg.

As we rolled out of the driveway, he leaned over and picked up my hand, pressing it to his lips. I closed my eyes. It was the same hand Danilo had claimed earlier. Why couldn't I simply choose to be a good wife to George? But I knew I would never be happy just staying at home and raising a family. Maman had her charities and her social obligations, but I wanted more than the life she had with Papa. I wanted George and I wanted my medical degree too. I wanted everything.

"Katiya, I have a plan."

I opened my eyes. George was caressing my hand with his thumb and looking extremely serious. I realized we were alone in the carriage on a dark night. The quarters suddenly seemed much smaller. "What are you saying?"

"We are not going to Gatchina. We are going to Paris. We will be married and you can attend whichever medical university you wish."

I stared at him incredulously. "Have you gone mad? What about your parents?"

"Do you think I will be happy if I continue to obey their every wish for the rest of my life? This is my life, and yours. And I want both of us to be happy. Together."

"Did you just decide this?" I asked. "I thought your parents were waiting for me at Gatchina."

"They are." He smiled. "But I began to make plans of my own last night, when the guards notified us that the crown prince had returned to St. Petersburg."

"What does this have to do with Danilo?"

George held my hands up between us, the silvery fae sparkle in his eyes flashing in the darkness. "I know he's been in contact with you. And I know you are frightened of him. He will always thirst for your blood, Katiya. The bond between you two must be severed somehow. I don't know if it's even possible while both of you are alive."

I felt chilled. "Are you saying you want the crown prince dead?"

George let out a frustrated breath. "That would make our lives simpler, wouldn't it? But no. I just do not want him anywhere around you. I'm taking you to Paris, where I can keep you safe."

I'd always wanted to see Paris. But not like this, running off in the night like a thief. And certainly not without the tsar's permission.

"We have pa.s.sports," George said.

"But mine is issued under my father's name."

"Not any longer. You are listed under mine, as my wife."

Women and young girls were not allowed to leave Russia without their father's or husband's permission. I found it barbaric that even at the end of the nineteenth century, I was considered a man's property. Still, the thought of running away from all of our problems sounded so tempting.

George was stroking my hand again. "We'll be married before we reach the border. An Orthodox priest will meet us in Riga at dawn."

I leaned back and closed my eyes again. I knew my parents had a country estate near Riga. "What if our families come after us? And the imperial guard? Or even worse, Konstantin?"

"Trust me," George said, his mouth suddenly very close to my ear. My body flooded with a tingling warmth. His lips moved from my earlobe to my cheek and then down my jawline. His hands cupped my face, pulling me toward him. I kept my eyes closed and dwelled solely on the physical sensations. My fingers brushed over the medals on his coat, the golden fringe on his shoulders.

"Katiya," he murmured. "Once we're on the train, we'll have a whole night to amuse ourselves. What will we do?"

I blushed. "Sleep, I'm sure."

He laughed softly. "d.u.c.h.ess, I love you so."

It felt so good to hear his laugh. At that moment, I knew I would risk everything to have a life with him, just as he was risking everything for me. "I love you too," I whispered, pulling him back to me.

I insisted we sleep in separate berths, for I was terrified that the train would be stopped and boarded by the imperial guards or that our families would find us.

George was more concerned about the lich tsar. He insisted on sleeping in the berth below mine. I'd never slept so close to a boy before. Just knowing that he was lying beneath me, listening to his breathing all night long, filled me with fear and excitement. I was terrified and anxious for what the morning would bring. And I wondered and fantasized about our sleeping arrangements the following night.

The rocking of the train lulled me to sleep much faster than I'd expected. I dreamed of the lich tsar and his wife, Princess Cantacuzene. She was laughing at me and telling me that my time was up.

I awoke to bright sunshine and the sound of George coughing. Immediately, I pulled on my robe and slipped out of my sleeping berth. I needed to find him something to drink.

"Katiya?" His voice was weak as he emerged from his berth. "Did I wake you?"

"Of course not," I lied. "Let me ring for the porter. I'll get you a gla.s.s of water."

He reached out and touched my sleeve. "No, don't. I'll be fine in a moment. It's always like this in the mornings." He looked up at me and grinned boyishly. "I hope you can get used to it."

I couldn't help blushing, even though his breathing worried me. "How long have you had this cough?"

"Since the duel," he said grimly. He took my hands in both of his. "I am putting my faith in you, my lady doctor."

I kissed his knuckles. "I swear I will find a way to make you well."

The train's whistle blew and the engine lurched as we sped through the dark green forests of Latvia. We would soon be in Riga. "Hurry up and get dressed, Katiya. We've got a priest waiting on us."

I scrambled into the dressing closet with my baggage and paused. What should I wear today to be married in? Not the blue satin or the brown walking suit I wore to see Dr. Badmaev. And certainly not my imperial court dress, which I would have worn if I were getting married properly in St. Petersburg. I shook out the white linen dress I'd worn to the last ball I'd been to in the Crimea.

Even though it was slightly warmer here than it had been in St. Petersburg, it was still chilly, and I realized Maman would never forgive me for wearing linen in October. Even if she did forgive me for eloping. I finally decided on my soft gray blue silk gown, the one that matched the color of George's eyes. I had little difficulty putting my hair up without a maid's help. But I missed Anya all the same.

George was waiting for me in the dining car. "We do have time for a short breakfast," he said as he took a sip of coffee. "The tea is tolerable and the bread is fresh, but we will have better provisions once we reach Paris."

But I couldn't eat. I was sipping my tea impatiently when the train finally rolled into the station in Riga.

George began coughing again and stood up, patting his coat pockets. "I think I've misplaced my handkerchief."

"I'll get it for you," I said, rushing back to the sleeping car. I looked in his berth and was shocked to see drops of blood on his pillowcase. Horrified, I s.n.a.t.c.hed up a clean handkerchief and returned to him. "George, you're bleeding!"

"I cough it up sometimes." He frowned. "It's nothing."

"It could be tuberculosis," I pointed out.

"Or it could be a Vladiki poison that infected me when I fought the crown prince."

I wasn't sure which option frightened me more.

We stepped off the train, arm in arm, and George hired a carriage to take us to the chapel. He squeezed my hand comfortingly. I smiled, trying to be brave. I couldn't help thinking he was making the worst mistake of his life. But if he was willing to risk so much for me, it would have been cowardly of me to back down. Together, we would face the brunt of our families' ire. After the lich tsar was defeated and George was healthy.

The young and extremely nervous black-bearded priest refused to marry us before he'd heard both of our confessions. I could not imagine what George had to confess. But I was terrified of speaking to the young man. I had brought dead people back to life. Would it be better or worse for my soul if I lied during my confession? He would surely throw us both out of the chapel if I told him all the terrible things I'd done.

I sat on a wooden bench, twisting my hands, my stomach a ma.s.s of knots while I waited for George to finish. All I could hear from the confessional were low, soft male voices. George was taking forever. Mon Dieu, how many sins did he have to confess? My nerves could not handle it anymore, so I stood up and stepped outside for fresh air.

I looked up at the brilliant sky on that golden autumn morning and took a deep breath. The air was crisp, and I could detect smoke from some nearby fireplace. But leaving the chapel was the worst mistake I'd ever made.

A black cloth was placed across my face with a sickeningly sweet and vaguely familiar odor. The last thing I heard as I quickly slipped out of consciousness was a voice, also sickeningly familiar: "We've found you, my love."

I awoke with a throbbing headache and a feeling of dread in my stomach. I was on a train. With Crown Prince Danilo. "What have you done?" I screamed at him, which made my head hurt a thousand times worse. The pain brought tears to my eyes. Or perhaps it was the fact that he'd stolen me away from my fiance. What would George think? That I'd had a change of heart? I squeezed my eyes shut. Perhaps he could hear my thoughts and would be able to come for me.

"You belong to me now, necromancer." Danilo's voice was deadly soft, not like the lich tsar's had been earlier. And yet I still knew it was Konstantin speaking. He'd claimed Danilo's body.

"Danilo, can you still hear me?" I pleaded. "I know you must be in there. Fight him!"

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