It was Adrian and Christian.
And Eddie. But Eddie was clearly there in a referee role. He was standing between them, trying to keep them away from each other. Manners gone, I shoved aside the last few people in front of me and hurried to Eddie's side.
"What the hell's going on?" I demanded.
He looked relieved to see me. He might be able to fend off our instructors in combat, but this situation was clearly something he was confused about.
"No idea."
I looked at the two combatants. Fortunately, no one seemed to have hit anybody ... yet. It also looked as though Christian was the one on the offensive.
"How long did you think you could get away with it?" he exclaimed. His eyes were like blue fire. "Did you seriously think everyone would keep buying your act?"
Adrian looked laconic as usual, but I could see some anxiety under that lazy smile. He didn't want to be in this situation, and, like Eddie, he wasn't even sure how it had happened.
"Honestly," said Adrian in a weary voice, "I have no idea what you're talking about. Can we please just go sit down and discuss this reasonably?"
"Sure. Of course you'd want that. You're afraid I might do this." Christian held up his hand, and a ball of flame danced over his palm. Even under the fluorescent lights, it glowed bright orange with a deep blue core. There were gasps from the crowd. I'd long since gotten used to the idea of Moroi fighting with magic - Christian in particular - but for most, it was still a taboo thing. Christian smirked. "What have you got to fight back with? Plants?"
"If you're going to go start fights for no reason, you should at least do it the old-fashioned way and throw a punch," said Adrian. His voice was light, but he was still uneasy. My guess was that he figured he could do better with hand-to-hand than spirit-to-fire.
"No," interrupted Eddie. "No one's going to set anyone on fire. No one's going to punch anybody. There's been some huge mistake."
"What is it?" I demanded. "What happened?"
"Your friend there thinks I'm planning to marry Lissa and carry her off into the sunset," said Adrian. He spoke to me, but his eyes never left Christian.
"Don't act like it's not true," growled Christian. "I know it is. It's been part of your plan - yours and the queen's. She's been backing you the whole time. Coming back here...the whole studying thing ... it was a scam to get Lissa away from me and tied to your family instead."
"Do you have any idea how paranoid you sound?" asked Adrian. "My great-aunt has to manage the entire Moroi government! Do you think she really cares about who's dating who in high school - especially with the state of affairs lately? Look, I'm sorry about all the time I've spent with her...we'll find her and figure this out. I really wasn't trying to get between you. There's no conspiracy going on here."
"Yes, there is," said Christian. He glanced over at me with a scowl "Isn't there? Rose knows. Rose has known for a while about this. She even talked to the queen about it."
"That's ridiculous," said Adrian, surprised enough that he too shot me a quick glance. "Right?"
"Well ..." I began, realizing this was getting very ugly very quickly. "Yes and no."
"See?" asked Christian triumphantly.
The fire flew from his hand, but Eddie and I jumped into motion at the same time. People screamed. Eddie grabbed Christian, forcing the fire to fly high. Meanwhile, I grabbed Adrian and slammed him to the floor. It was a lucky division of labor. I didn't want to think what would have happened if Eddie and I had gone for the same person.
"Glad you care," muttered Adrian, wincing as he lifted his head from the floor.
"Compel him," I murmured as I helped him up. "We need to sort this out without someone spontaneously combusting."
Eddie was trying to restrain Christian from leaping forward. I grabbed a hold of one arm to help. Adrian didn't look thrilled about coming any closer, but he obeyed me nonetheless. Christian tried to jerk free but couldn't fight both Eddie and me. Uneasily, probably afraid of his hair catching on fire, Adrian leaned over Christian and made eye contact.
"Christian, stop this. Let's talk."
Christian struggled a little against his restraints, but slowly, his face went slack and his eyes started to glaze over.
"Let's talk about this," repeated Adrian.
"Okay," said Christian.
There was a collective sigh of disappointment from the crowd. Adrian had used his compulsion smoothly enough that no one suspected. It had looked as though Christian had simply seen reason. As the crowd dispersed, Eddie and I released Christian enough to a lead him over to far corner where we could talk in private. As soon as Adrian broke the gaze, Christian's face filled with fury, and he tried to leap at Adrian. Eddie and I were already holding on. He didn't move.
"What did you just do?" exclaimed Christian. Several people down the hall glanced back, no doubt hoping there'd be a fight after all. I shushed loudly in his ear. He flinched. "Ow."
"Be quiet. Something's wrong here, and we need to figure it out before you do something stupid."
"What's wrong," Christian said, glaring at Adrian, "is that they're trying to break up Lissa and me, and you knew about it, Rose."
Adrian glanced at me. "Did you really?"
"Yeah, long story." I turned back to Christian. "Look, Adrian didn't have anything to do with this. Not intentionally. It was Tatiana's idea - and she hasn't even actually done anything yet. It's just her long-term plan - hers alone, not his."
"Then how did you know about it?" demanded Christian.
"Because she told me - she was afraid that I was moving in on Adrian."
"Really? Did you defend our love?" Adrian asked.
"Be quiet," I said. "What I want to know, Christian, is who told you?"
"Ralf," he said, looking uncertain for the first time.
"You should have known better than to listen to him," remarked Eddie, face darkening at the name.
"Except, for once, Ralf was actually telling the truth - aside from Adrian being in on it. Ralf's related to the queen's best friend," I explained.
"Wonderful," said Christian. He seemed calm enough, so Eddie and I released him. "We've all been played."
I looked around, suddenly taken aback by something. "Where's Lissa? Why didn't she stop all of this?"
Adrian raised an eyebrow at me. "You tell us. Where is she? She didn't come to dinner."