Carti Cu Colti

“ Dimitri.

I knew it instantly, even though he’d…changed. I think in a crowd of milion people I would have recognized him. The connection between us would allow nothing else. And after being deprived of him for so long, I drank in every feature. The dark, chin-length hair, woorn loose tonight and curling slightly around his face. The familiar set of lips quirked now in an amused yet chilling smile. He even wore the duster he always wore (…).

And then…there were the Strigoi features. Wis dark eyes - the eyes I loved - ringed in red. The pale, pale, death white skin. (…) If he opened his mouth, I knew I’d see fangs.

My whole assessment took place in the blink of an eye. (…) I still had the element of surprise, my stake poised and ready. It was perfectly lined up with his heart. (…) But…

The eyes. Oh God, the eyes. (…)

I Just needed a few more seconds, a few more seconds to drink him in before I killed him. And that’s when he spoke.

“Roza,” His voice had that same wonderfull lowness, the same accent…it was just colder. “You forgot my first lesson: Don’t hesitate.”

I just barely saw his first srtiking out toward my head…and then I saw nothig at all. “

• Rose and Dimitri, Blood Promise - Vampire Academy