The way that it should have been

When my Roza's name was called, and she walked out onto the field looking breathtakingly and gloriously beautiful as always. Wearing black skintight skinny jeans, a black long sleeved thermal tee shirt, black fighting gloves, and a pair of black combat boots with her hair put up in a high tight bun. Trust me when I say that that woman looked hotter than hot. Hotter that the yeblya sun, in the hottest month of the year, to be totally honest. (fucking)

When she walked out that little Zeklos idiot double downed and bet two million dollars that she would fail less than halfway through the first leg of the course.

Needless to say, he lost that bet too. So, he stupidly double downed yet again and bet four million dollars that she would get at least one of her moroi killed or at the very least very seriously injured during that leg of the course. But of course, the little ublyudok lost that bet as well. (bastard)

Yeblya idiot. He should know by now to not ever EVER bet against soul mate moya, on any-yeblya-thing. (fucking, my, fucking)

Roza moya had four moroi, actual royal moroi volunteers, not guardians pretending to be moroi. The volunteers being Lissa, Christian, my apparent cousin Adrian Ivashkov, who the others all met at the ski lodge, and Tasha. Lyubov' moya fought sixty-three guardians dressed as strigoi. Which is a world record. While always protecting all four of her charge's textbook perfectly, another record in our world. Because no other 'novice' in the world past or present had ever been given more than one charge for the trials, let alone four. And most certainly not ever a real royal moroi. (my)

All of this is just how difficult that Kirova had insisted on angels moya trial course being. She had seen the plans that were made for lyubov' moya original trial course yesterday and had demanded that it be changed immediately. It had taken Alberta and the other guardians almost the entire day to plan and then set up the new trial course, that the crazy ass suka had demanded, for angel moya. (my, my love, bitch, my)

The original plan was for Roza moya to fight twenty-seven guardians dressed as strigoi. Which was also a record, and it was almost twice as many 'strigoi' as what I had faced in my own trial. There had never been anyone who had faced more than five 'strigoi' in their trials until my own trial. And until now I had never heard of anyone else facing more than five 'strigoi' in their trials since my own. (my, my)

But because of Galina's insistence I'd had to face fifteen 'strigoi' in my own trial. She had never been the warm and fuzzy or coddling type of mentor. I hadn't thought that I could do it, but she had insisted that I could. And I did, which had shocked the absolute der'mo out of me. I'd had absolutely no idea what was going on or what I was doing during my trial, and Roza moya probably doesn't either. But it was only after my trials was over that I found out what had happened, about the records that I had set. At least until now. Because no one in the world will ever be able to break lyubov' moya records that she is setting today. (shit, my, my love)

By the time that Kirova had finished her changes to my Roza's trial course. Roza was to be facing sixty-three 'strigoi', but Kirova had insisted that the first five come back at the end of the course to fight Roza again. To imitate the fact that she hadn't really killed them the first time around after all.

Kirova also insisted that a twenty-foot high 'waterfall' be built so that Roza moya would have to fight on top of and all around it. But she had insisted that there be no safety mats on the ground underneath in case Roza moya fell.

Which almost got her zhopa beat by both me and Alberta, because had Roza fallen from a height like that she could have been VERY seriously hurt if not killed. And Alberta ended up putting twice as many mats at the bottom of the falls as what we thought would be needed in the first place. 'Just in case' she'd said. (my, my)