(Keep in mind the reveal gave the vampires in charge more work to handle on a nightly basis then they had before and this little fact keeps him away from Sookie more than he wants to be)
My little one makes me smile but this damn reveal has been a nightmare. The vampires are more childish than ever. The slightest little things will get them in an uproar and over nothing. It was bad enough before the reveal but now they are more useless than ever.
I only have a short time to see my love tonight; I have so much work to do now it is unbelievable, by revealing ourselves we have to constantly make nice with the police and state governments. Some of the agencies in the government -that are higher up- knew of our existence way before the reveal, like years before. They stated as long as we behaved they would allow us to coexist. And for the most part we did. But now they are just a pain in the ass.
Plus I have my childish queen to contend with also, I am always at her beck and call lately.
This leads me to having to leave my Sookie sooner than I wanted to. The child queen wants me in court in two hours so I will have to fly my quickest to arrive on time. But I have to make a stop at my home first; I do not want her smelling my Sookie on me. The bitch would want her for herself and that will happen over my twice dead body.
After I quickly shower and take flight, I muse to myself about my love.
My little one is a funny one. If she would just open her eyes, this relationship we have developed over three years would finally be real for both of us. For me she is everything I ever wanted in a woman. If she had opened her eyes three years ago I would have asked her to marry me in the human custom and then we would be legal for her and her family. The marriage may have been annulled in today’s courts system but I would have done it for/with her families’ approval, for Adele. Sookie’s family means the world to her as Godric and Pam mean the world to me. Now we would have to wait and see if the marriages would be allowed in the future between humans and vampires. I knew if I approached the elder Herveaux he would have helped me along with Adele but I wanted Sookie to be the one who was to introduce us and convince her grandmother that we were right together and I would take care of my love always. Even though Adele already knew my intentions I did not want to spook Sookie with that fact that she was the only one left in the dark between the three of us, well four of us if you included Jackson.
But I am getting ahead of myself; it may never happened, just wishful dreaming on my part.
The past three years have been a slippery slope for Sookie and me. I wanted to reveal myself to her numerous times but every time I asked her to open her eyes she would not, always stating the same thing, she would lose me in her dreams.
Nonetheless, if she would just open up her eyes she would gain so much more.
So I have been thinking about a plan for meeting up with her on the street somehow.
I think, I know of way to do it.
The St Patrick’s party she is attending.
I needed to speak to the Were owner Amanda anyway and this might be a good time to do it. Plus I scented her clothing of me before I left her room tonight so the Were’s will already know she smells of vampire and some will know the smell is MINE. I just have to plan on the right time to enter the bar and not cause a riot from the Were’s in attendance. I will inform Amanda and Colonel Flood,-the Shreveport Packmaster-, that I will be there some time after 10pm to speak to them both.
Now just to take care of the bitch queen’s request, hopefully it is a short meeting so that I can get back tonight and not stay over in the palace. The décor is gaudy and makes me want to vomit. There are better things to do than spend money on frivolous, shoddy and gaudy artwork and fixtures.
Grow the fuck up; you are one thousand plus years old, prove it.
As I land in the court yard I am met by one of her security team members, Rasul, he is a friend of sorts and he greets me with respect of being his elder.
He tells me the queen is running behind and I may have to spend the night behind the palace walls. .FUCKITYFUCK
I tell him if we can get this over with I would appreciate it. I have things to do other than listen to her whine about the state government.
He asks me if I am hungry and I tell him no. I ate earlier. He then escorts me to wait and I ponder on why I ate earlier.
I had to before I went to visit Sookie’s, if I did not I would end up attacking her. By the time I leave her some nights I feel starved and I am in much need of relief from my sexual frustrations. I have tried to be celibate but it has not been easy, there are some nights it is just not possible after I leave her and my hand does not do as good enough job as a clenching pussy. My love gets me so riled up that I feel like I am getting close to bloodlust but until she opens her eyes I will try to stave off my sexual needs. The blood however, since the first night in her bed, I had decided to only drink donor blood attained by the Red Cross and/or the blood banks I have Weres stationed in. I know Pam thinks I am nuts but if she only knew of the ambrosia at the end of the tunnel for me she would not roll her eyes and tell me I am an idiot.
I think of Sookie as I wait in the red room. Such a cliché since the room is blue.
It seems that the queen has gotten a bit quicker as we are only a half hour behind my appointment time. As I walk into her court I see a new pet at her feet, the girl looks like Sookie’s missing cousin. I hope the fuck it’s not because I would hate to tell them -the Stackhouses – that their kin is a blood slave to a childish bitch queen.
“Sherriff, approach please. Meet my pet Hadley, she is quite the delicacy. Sheriff, I need to know what you have planned for the upcoming holidays. I will be visiting each Area and I want a party thrown in my honor. There are several human holidays coming up and I want to give you first crack at which one you want for my visit. The party must be GRAND as I am deserving of.”
“My queen, St Patrick’s Day is next up and a day is not enough time to prepare for such a grand event, so I would say Easter Sunday is what would follow. It is the day that the humans celebrate the resurrection of their God so I think it would be a good night to celebrate your coming to my Area. If not we could choose Earth day which follows behind it by a week. The next up would be Memorial Day. Never the less, I would be honored to host your party on Easter.” Just to fucking get it over with, selfish twat. “Just let me know if that is appropriate for your schedule. I know that you are a busy queen.”
“Excellent, I want all the Easter colors and the pageantry that goes along with it. Hadley tells me that “- fuck, it is Sookie’s cousin-“Easter is a day to dress up in your Sunday finest and big hats, so that is what it will be. Make it so Northman and do not disappoint me. You are dismissed.”
“Good night my queen and I will see you Easter Sunday.”
With that I walked out as quickly as I could to get the hell out of the palace. Rasul caught up to me and asked what she has me doing now. I explained to him her request and he just shook his head. He told me to leave quickly before she came up with something else just as ludicrous. With that statement I told Rasul I would see him in a month at Fangtasia and shot into the night air and headed for Shreveport.
I had more important matters to work on, first having Sookie know I am of flesh and blood and telling the Stackhouse clan about Hadley. That is a chore I was not looking forward to. God forbid the dumbass blood slave bitch has the queen invite her long lost kin to the party. If she did that the queen would know about Sookie and I could not have her unprotected and taken from me. No I needed to get Sookie under my wing in real life as I have had her in her dreams. I will have to ask for Godric to pay me a visit so that he can help me plan this out better.
I always feel so much better when he is around. I know if he was to attend the party the queen would be leery and think she was going to be killed and overthrown. Maybe if things progressed with Sookie, Godric could attend as her escort if she was called upon to attend. The Stackhouses would be protected while I had to grovel and make nice to the queen all night.
I will contact Godric tomorrow and see if he can come by to pay me a visit on Sunday or if he needs me to go to him?
What a mess.