from him, Alix.”
She glared at me. “It is unnatural to walk in darkness as you do.”
“No more unnatural than changing into an animal and ripping someone’s throat out.” I grabbed Alix’s hands. The knots were finally undone.
Alix jerked her hands out of mine. “If I could have changed, I could have chewed through the ropes and killed the Koldun.”
“And you would have been executed for killing the tsar’s brother. We’ve got to let the tsar’s men take care of this. Come back to Smolny with me. We can sneak back in before Madame Tomilov knows any of us are gone.”
Alix shook her head. “The tsar’s life is in danger. What if they bring back Konstantin? We must stop the Koldun.”
“It was you,” I said. “Fighting with us at Peterhof. The white wolf.”
“Of course,” Alix whispered. “My sisters were there as well, but I kept close to protect the tsarevitch.”
I glanced around the room. “The guards have stopped the ritual. The tsar should be safe.”
Elena approached us in the dark shadows of the hallway where we were hiding. “I know a way out of here. Where no one will notice three silly students.”
But at that moment, some of the magi began to fight back. A blinding light filled the Great Hall as Papus broke free of his captors and shouted, “Brothers! Do not surrender!”
The soldiers fell to the floor, moaning and writhing in pain. I gasped, searching wildly for Petya. But he was not in the Great Hall. Where had he gone?
I looked around at the other wizards, all of whom had now been unmasked by the imperial guard. I did not see George or Danilo.
I was worried that Papus would kill the tsar’s men with his spells. The Koldun was fighting back against the guards as well. “We’ve got to help the guards.”
“Katerina, are you insane?” Elena asked. “We have to get out of here. We can’t fight wizards.”
Alix looked at me, her face grim. “I don’t think that mage wanted to protect the tsar,” she said, pointing at Papus. “It sounded to me like some of the members of the Order were planning to double-cross the others.”
Sucre and Danilo did not have the tsar’s best interests at heart, I was sure. And neither did Papus, it seemed. Had the Koldun been aware of the true goal of tonight’s ritual? Had he plotted against the tsar as well?
“Where is your ribbon?” I asked. “If you can distract the Koldun, I think I know a spell that can stop him.”
Alix put a hand on my wrist and squeezed it painfully. “No. You cannot use evil to fight evil, Katerina Alexandrovna,” she said.
“Both of you are insane,” Elena said, exasperated. She shook her head and ran off.
“Elena, wait!”
Alix glared after our roommate. “She will not help us.”
“But what if she goes to warn her brother?”
“I think the grand duke can take care of him,” Alix said, nodding behind me.
I ran to the doorway where Alix was looking. We could hear lots of shouting and crashing of furniture coming from beyond the Great Hall. George and Danilo were fighting. “No!” I gasped, feeling sick and dizzy at the same time.
It was a magical duel. The crown prince and the grand duke circled each other warily. Danilo held up his left hand and muttered something in Serbian. The room began to fill with smoke.
George waved his hand and the smoke cleared just as rapidly.
Alix was behind me, tugging on my sleeve. “Come on,” she whispered. “The Koldun has to be stopped.”
But I couldn’t move. I was frozen with fear for George.
“There’s nothing you can do to help him,” Alix said. “They’ve sealed the room.”
There was a magical barrier similar to the empress’s Smolny spell preventing me from entering the chamber. I wasn’t sure who had put the barrier up, but I had a feeling it had been George.
The tsar’s son was holding his own against Danilo. He deftly countered everything the crown prince threw at him. It was beautiful watching him. Both wizards had shed their robes and were wearing only black uniforms that allowed them to move more gracefully.
A ball of blue fire shot across the room from Danilo. George ducked and the fire slammed into the wall behind him, scattering chunks of plaster with its blast.
“Katerina!” Alix was still behind me, trying to pull me away. The Koldun was still attacking the tsar’s men in the Great Hall behind us.
I turned reluctantly to follow her as George went on the offensive and blasted Danilo with a bolt of lightning.
Most of the tsar’s men were already incapacitated and writhing on the floor. I could not do what Alix wished. I could not stand by and not use my powers, when there were innocent people being hurt. I closed my eyes and gathered up every ounce of power I ever believed I possessed. The cold light stung as it uncoiled from deep inside me. I did not want to kill the Koldun, but I would not let him hurt another member of the imperial guard. I had to save my brother.
My cold light reached out, seeking the Koldun. The cold light was attracted by the wizard’s shadowy aura. He was wounded, already dying.
Alix took her ribbon from a hidden pocket in her skirt and drew it around her neck. The transformation from girl to wolf happened so fast I could not believe my eyes. A blur of white fur blew past me and leapt at the Koldun. The two went tumbling back and slid into the wall on the far side of the room.
When the Koldun ceased casting his spell, the last of the protective wards fell apart.
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
There had been more than two times as many imperial guards as there were wizards, and yet the wizards seemed to be holding their own. Until the Koldun lost his concentration. The last of the magic protections ended and the Great Hall was flooded with everything the wizards had been keeping out. Their ceremony had attracted all sorts of spectral attention, and not all of it had been beneficent. Which made perfect sense. A Dark Court ritual would of course attract the darkest of spirits.
I saw and felt the bone-chilling cold light sweeping past me as it rushed toward the Koldun. Alix tumbled out of the way. I caught a glimpse of the damage she had done to the Koldun before the angry spirits surrounded him. They attacked him much like a swarm of angry bees. It was a horrible death. Even if he had been a horrible man.
I repressed a shudder as I hurried over to Alix. I reached for the ribbon around her neck, to help her change back, but she growled at me. Her fur was matted with blood. “Let me help you, Alix.”
With her fangs still bared, she pushed past me and ran for the door. It occurred to me that perhaps she did not want to transform in front of everyone. I hoped she could return to Smolny safely.
There was only one thing left for me to concentrate on: George and Danilo’s duel. They were still at it in the room outside the Great Hall, throwing balls of energy at each other as well as trading sword blows. I ran to the doorway, but felt someone approaching behind me.
“Katiya, what the devil are you doing here?” It was Petya. Behind him was Nicholas Alexandrovich.
“Trying to save the grand duke. Let go of me. I have to help him.”
The tsarevitch shook his head and chuckled. “Georgi’s doing just fine on his own, Duchess.”
A fireball exploded behind the Montenegrin crown prince. He ducked and almost lost his right ear to George’s sword.
“Enough of this,” Danilo snarled. From his breast pocket he pulled out a revolver.
I gasped. “Danilo, no!” I pushed out of my brother’s arms into the hall, flinging myself in front of George. I
