"Then you are already mine?" I'm not sure what to say, getting that strange sensation once again of feeling small beneath his stare and he is millimeters away from my face. "I hope that you know I am sincere in saying I will not harm you, ever, of my own will." I feel it when he removes the block he had in place, letting me feel as he's reveling happily in the new information I just gave him. He feels protective as well, intrigued and on alert. My stomach warms as I consider it all, feeling more at ease with him and the grin on his face is genuine, his fangs showing with no malice detectable.

He leans the rest of the way, kissing me lightly and making me shiver when he pulls away, wanting to crawl in his lap and purr. "You're incredible." He mutters, his hand caressing my cheek, his thumb running over my hairline and pulling at a lock of hair for him to twirl between his fingers. The growl that rises in his chest brings the moment to a close as he turns, baring his fangs threateningly at the waiter standing halfway around the end of the partition.

His steps are hurried as he deposits the plate in front of me along with a knife and fork, disappearing a second later as Eric's eyes never leave him and I find that I like what I see when he's being territorial. Of course he notices in the bond, giving me a questioning look which I ignore and he only smirks as I take the first bite of my steak. "I can see why the prices on the menu were so high, this is really good."

"Yes, a few of my underlings recommended the place and I thought it would work well for tonight." A flick of his eyes towards the partition, as well as an agitated feeling coming into the bond tells me that he knows someone is coming. Just a second later a tall brunette woman steps around the dividing wall, eyeing me with a scowl before turning to Eric with a sickly sweet expression.

"What are you doing here, Mags?" He demands, unmoving, but his rigid body says it all as he seems prepared to tear her apart. Doing my best to ignore her, I eat my steak, not returning her gaze as she attempts to stare me down.

"Somebody mentioned that you had a new pet, but they said it was of the bitey four legged variety, not a human tart. Although she does smell rather special." Her voice is condescending and I feel Eric's temper rising, a red tinge to his emotions, and I put a hand to his arm without thought making the red disappear when he looks at me instantly.

"Who is your friend?" I ask innocently, looking up at Eric with wide eyes as though I haven't a clue and he catches on with a smirk.

"Sookie, this is Mags. She oversees some of the vampires in areas five, four and one." He puts an arm around my shoulders and I lean back into his touch, seeing her eye twitch as I smile brightly up at her.

"It is a pleasure to meet you." She seems caught off guard by how welcoming I am, glancing to Eric and back to me.

"Who are you to believe you may address me with such familiarity?" I blink as though considering the question and Eric doesn't step in, waiting to see what I'll do which emboldens me.

"Well, I am a fae visiting the human world and with a flick of my hand I can leave you in ashes, so how about we be more polite to people we haven't met, hmm?" My cheerful yet condescending tone seems to set her off base further as she drops her fangs, growling loudly a second later. I lift my hand quickly, twisting together a bright golf ball sized pool of energy and floating it slowly closer to her as she steps back, a harsh expression on her face as she looks outraged. "Yes, you sense it, and that's just a little ball!" I chuckle, Eric feeling quite still next to me and I glance to see that he is watching Mags closely. "Now, will we try those introductions again?" I snap my finger, surprised but not as I remember how I used to taunt someone and the ball of light flashes back into my chest.

She looks unmoving for a second before standing straight and smoothing her features, her voice hard though when she finally decides to speak. "I am Mags, second manager of vampires indebted to her majesty Queen Sophie Anne of Louisiana. It is good to meet you, fairy, might I inquire as to why you are in her majesty's area?"

"Well, I suppose. I killed a multitude of my kind who wanted to harm me and that pissed off about half of the remaining population, so I decided to come here to avoid getting my head chopped off." My cheery disposition seems to make her unsure when combined with the words and she is silent for a moment before looking to Eric as though she's lost on what to say.

He looks down at me with surprise and I give him a stare as though it's obvious. "I grew up dealing with fae royalty, and I've learned there's no point in trying to shade the facts. Besides, look at her face, she wasn't ready for me to be so blunt and that shows how untrained she is or she would have been prepared."

There's a moment of silence before a barking laugh comes roaring from him for a moment and he pulls me into his lap, growling with a grin up at the vampire Mags who is now officially out of her depth. "My bonded is quite right, you should have been prepared for anything, and you shouldn't have come in so halfcocked with someone unfamiliar present. The queen won't do anything about it, but her child Andre is the one you answer to, yes? I will be notifying him of your petulance." Her fangs are down as she growls at him, opening her mouth but saying nothing and finally snapping her jaw shut as she seems to think better of whatever it was before disappearing.

"You are incredible. Simply incredible." Eric breaths into my hair and I feel comforted to be held in his arms while I laugh a little.

"I have no time for uppity ones in power who believe they have more power than they really do. Her sense of entitlement to your time and being bothered me." I speak openly, laying back against him happily.

"Why is that?" He asks, slightly amused.

"You know why." I say seriously and his face becomes similarly tense as he stares down at me, his hand suddenly on my back and I flinch involuntarily as his fingers follow the lines.

"Likely, these will heal with enough of my blood over time." I'm not sure what to say, his quiet words bouncing around in my head until he sits me back into my chair to face him.

"Are you sure you want to keep one with so many problems?" I ask quietly and he feels outraged for half a second.

"The only problem I have yet to find is that I have yet to bond you to me fully and unlock all of your secrets." Blushing, I'm unsure what to say and glance down at my plate to continue eating my steak while it's still warm.

"Mags likes you, and I think that's the real reason she was here, are there any other admirers I should know about who may take offense to my mere presence?" I ask after a swallowing a bite.

The cocky grin on his face tells me plenty and I roll my eyes as I chew. "Yes, there are many who would wish to join with me, but I will not tolerate a slight towards you over something as petty as jealousy."

"I would imagine that I am going to be happy acting more often as a tiger when we are out, especially as my senses are sharper that way." He nods, watching me finish the steak and taking my hand after I take a drink of my water.

"There is a clothing store just down the street, so let us be off." I follow closely to his side, ignoring stares as he slips a card to the man at the exit and waiting to receive a receipt with the card back before we leave. There are a few people on the street but no large crowds and he has an arm around my waist as we walk down the pavement. I glance around at the eye catching neon lights, taking it all in when he directs me into a tall building with a bright red neon sign I can't read before we're in the gold and wood accented glass door.

"Welcome, can I help with something?" A woman approaches us once we're inside, and he nods, gesturing towards me.

"We need to get her exact sizes figured out, then we'll browse around on our own." Nodding, a white tape appears in her hand with notches marked all along it and he looks down at me. "She's going to measure you, alright?"

"It's fine." I reassure him and the woman steps closer, wrapping the white tape around me in all different ways telling us different measurements and sizes that I do my best to remember but can't although I know Eric will.

"Alright, well the things to best fit her will be on this side, with waist up items in the front, waist down in the back and a selections of dresses in the middle. Checkout is right there." She points to a desk behind a rack of clothes by the front door, partially hidden from view as she goes to take up her station.

Showing me to towards a selection of shirts, his hand falls to my lower back. "Do you know what you would like to get?" I frown, shaking my head and he chuckles. "I assumed as much, so look and see if there's anything that catches your eye."

I wander ahead of him between several tables and display manikins, examining several different styles and feeling different fabrics. After several minutes I see that Eric is picking out the things I had looked at and liked but not picked up yet and holding it folded over one arm. "How much are you going to buy?" I ask and am left speechless when a basket has appeared in his hands, a smirk on his face as he picks up several more things to add to it.

Skimming the rest of the shirts and only expressing like for a few because he's already grabbed so many, I pass into the bras and corsets and blush when he's grabbed several before we get over to the dresses. I do my best not to look at the high price items, the numbers making me almost want to walk away, but I look anyway and he disappears with several towards the front desk before following me into the pants with an empty basket.

The underwear section is an embarrassment all of its own and he takes it upon himself to get several of different colors of the few styles I like before going into the pants. I find the colors and cuts impressive, liking them and afterward feeling as though I may have gotten carried away but trying not to think of it too hard I go into the shoes. A pair of sandals go on top of the jeans along with sneakers and some short heeled wedges.

After some socks and belts, we end up back at the checkout and Eric has me pick out a couple of fashionable jackets before everything is rung up. He pushes a card to her before she can say a price and I'm thankful for small mercies, her hands working quickly to bag everything and she hands it all over to him.

"How do you feel with all the people around?" He asks when we're outside and I look up, not expecting him to ask but answering after a second.

"It is not so bad, since you're a void and not bearing down on my mind as much."

"Void?" I can feel that he is trying to figure out how to take being called that, and realize it could be taken the wrong way before explaining further.

"I am telepathic, but it's not well controlled. My shields break easily and I can't stop the thoughts from rushing in, but vampire minds are voids, so I can't hear you. You're a void which helps to block out the other minds because you're so close. The silence is nice and peaceful when we're touching, since my telepathy is stronger with touch." He stares down at me surprised and I wonder what the problem is.

"Telepath?" Muttering the word, he seems to be in amazement for a second before leaning closer. "I would advise against saying as much out loud any more, since that information could put a very large target on you. Such a thing would be highly coveted by any vampire."

It's barely detectable, but there's a slightly triumphant feeling from him in the bond, and I look up at him with a smile. "Well, aren't you a lucky duck then."

The cocky smirk on his face tells it all as we walk down the street, getting back to the vehicle quickly for him to put everything into the back while I sit up front. We are just about to leave the place when a vibrating noise catches my attention and he pulls a phone out of his pocket, answering it immediately. "Northman."

"Yes, my sheriff, what are you into this evening?" I hear the voice on the other end, my hair prickling as I immediately don't like her tone.

"Sophie Anne, what might I do for you this night?" His tone is dry but not offending and she laughs.

"A certain Mags has been in touch with me, and it would seem that you managed to lure out a fairy. Would you care to explain this?" Her tone is accusing, as though he knowingly did something to bother her.

"Yes, your majesty, I have a fae in my possession. I am unsure what relevance this has?" He is pushing to get to the point and she sounds annoyed.

"I demand you bring me the fairy, so that I may convince it to stay here within my home and seduce her into my collection. When can I expect you?"

"I am sorry to inform you this way your majesty, but the fairy is my bonded, and I will not be giving her up. Should that be a problem, you should speak with Godric, who by the way is residing with me now. Good evening." He ends the call, turning the phones vibrate off and smirking at me. "She has no power over you."

"Yes, I am aware and I already do not like her." His laugh is infectious and he focuses ahead as we pull out onto the road.

The hotel is more deserted when we get back, only a few vampires there when we are walking through the vampires lobby and we are in the elevator soon. When the hallway opens in front of us I'm surprised to see that the single door to our left is open, a cart sitting outside with blood stained sheets piled atop it. "What happened here?" He demands of the maid that appears as we're approaching and she looks surprised to be spoken to.

"Oh, I'm not sure. It was assumed to be a donor accident but nobody is missing or reported as injured so we are sure the vampire already healed his donor and took care of things." Eric nods, eyeing things as we pass, and he secures our door once we're inside.

"Do you want to take your clothes to your room? I am going to prepare a drink for myself." Not letting that phase me I take the bags with a broad smile and step into my bedroom, sensing that Godric is not in the other bedroom and I wonder where he went but not minding that he's gone. I had considered offering my blood to Eric, and this seems like the perfect time, quickly cleaning up in the bathroom before going back out to where he's pulling a glass of red from the microwave.

"Here, let me stir that, can you find me a towel?" He's back a second later with a towel, stopping short when he sees the glass laying sideways in the sink as the liquid pours down the drain and I sit up on the countertop. "Oops, looks like I spilled it. I guess I'll have to replace it." The tone of my voice says it all and he flashes in front of me, the towel on the counter next to me while hands fall to either side of my hips and he stares down at me seriously.

"Do not tease." His voice is slightly raspy and I smile softly.

"I'm not. I had planned to offer soon anyway, and after my dinner is the perfect time. I'll be replenished by morning." He leans forward, a click sounding with the drop of his fangs and he captures my lips, careful not to cut my skin as he kisses me roughly. I'm almost in a daze with my hands in his hair when he's suddenly laying kiss after kiss down my neck, breathing heavily and I feel him rubbing soothingly at the bond a moment before he bites.

It's a hard pinch, but not much more, and it fades quickly to a pleasant tingling sensation while I arch up against him. When he pulls hard several times over it sets my body on fire, my legs locking around his waist and I don't register what he does with how fast he moves when his bleeding wrist is before my mouth. I latch on as he returns to my neck, and I feel the bond expand in an explosion of light before my eyes. "Mine." He snarls in my ear, and I hold myself against him comfortably as he tends the wound at my neck, jumping when I hear the hotel door open and he growls louder.

"It's just me." Godric assures us, closing the door and locking it soundly. "Good to see you two getting along well." He comments before disappearing into the bedroom that's supposed to be Eric's.

"My fairy." He murmurs, his mouth at work on my neck for a moment more before his wrist disappears from my attention and he captures my lips with his own. There's a definite fog of enjoyment in my head and when he releases me I press against him and purr loudly as his arms come around me securely. "Just like a cat." His chuckle makes me smile broadly, looking up at him with a drunk expression and he eyes me with a small smile. Glancing at the bond, I'm surprised at what I feel there, purring harder and unwittingly nuzzling his chest.

"Some say that the cat picks its owner not the other way around." My whisper makes him laugh and he pulls me up to kiss him.

"I have heard that, yes. But usually it just means that nobody has appealed to the cat in the right way." His voice is like silk, soft and smooth in my ears and I relax giggling.

"You do smell like fairy nip." We're on the couch suddenly, my legs sideways as I sit in his lap while a cocky grin is on his face.

"Your tiger form most certainly thought so." Raising an eyebrow, I chuckle as I realize there may be some confusion.

"Actually, even when I'm a tiger, I have full faculties and it is me. That form makes me feel much more secure, and I will likely remain in it should we be in the company of your… friends. It's just easier."

"Easier to what? Tear their arm off without punishment afterward?" His incredulous tone is also in laughter as he knows it's true and I smile, blushing while I glance towards the table.

"I suppose so, although I prefer to just repel with my light." I smile as I feel him looking into the bond and I hear the door close before I know that we've moved into my bedroom.

"Your light is quite impressive, but it seems to make you tired just as you are now, so you should go change for bed." Not arguing happily I trot off to the bathroom taking a pair of black sweat pants and a matching t-shirt before deciding to get a shower and turning the water on. The hot water makes me relax almost to the point of falling and I realize that I am indeed very tired as I change clumsily into my clothes, drying my hair halfheartedly. The floor is the only thing in sight of my tired eyes as I make my way to the bed by memory alone, settling into the sheets and not minding the hard cool body I curl against as I fall unconscious.

I can't believe what she's just done and offered as she sits on the counter looking like a perfect trap for any vampire.

"Do not tease." My voice is rougher than I want and she just smiles, making me further excited.

"I'm not. I had planned to offer soon anyway, and after my dinner is the perfect time. I'll be replenished by morning." Her words seal it and my fangs drop of their own accord, not seeming to bother her as I get closer and work my mouth against hers skillfully. She melts to my attention in the bond, her hands sinking into my hair and I decidedly like the light tugging of her fingers on my blond locks.

I wait until several seconds after I should to release her to breathe, trying to minimize any discomfort as I tilt her head slightly and kiss over her pulse. Her entrancing fairy scent invades my head despite my best efforts to stay level, such a loss of control usually making me want to bite down lethally hard but I find even that want is tempered by the small bond we have started. Holding it in my focus as much as possible to keep from making any mistakes I push calm to her end, knowing any struggle would undo me and I bite down swiftly afterward.

I feel in her end when the small pain turns as I pull, the taste and her resulting actions making me lose myself as I drink to no end. After six deep pulls I feel the weak bond suddenly pulsate through me, breaking me of my lost sanity and I bite my wrist instantly when I feel that her heart has slowed slightly. It's nothing that would kill her, but a couple more reckless pulls would have put her closer to that edge and the thought makes me feel troubled. Her easy acceptance of my blood and the second stage of the bond makes a thrill run through me and I grin despite myself as I return to her neck. "Mine." I confirm for myself as well as her after I take another small pull, leisurely licking at the weeping skin as she drinks.

When the door opens she jolts slightly, making me growl even though I know who it is. "It's just me." He says more for her benefit than anything else and I glare at him over her shoulder. "Good to see you two getting along well." His prod pulls her more out of the moment as he moves across the room and I speak as soon as he's gone.

"My fairy." I kiss over the marks on her neck again to elicit a new stroke of feelings through her before healing her completely by pricking my tongue and pulling my wrist away from her as it seals. She's in a daze, holding herself against me and purring which I find quite enjoyable to hear as I hold her possessively. "Just like a cat." I chuckle as I know it's partially true and she stares up at me with her mental state clear in her expression. I'm in wonderment for a moment as I realize how completely she has come to trust me, a strange emotion I've only ever felt for Godric at times coming over me much stronger than ever before and she responds enthusiastically.

"Some say that the cat picks its owner not the other way around." Her comment makes me laugh and I lean down, securing her into a kiss again for a second before I return the whisper.

"I have heard that, yes. But usually it just means that nobody has appealed to the cat in the right way." She giggles, and I feel her let go as I support her weight fully.

"You do smell like fairy nip." I move us to the couch, sitting her sideways in my lap and grinning cockily as she looks slightly surprised.

"Your tiger form most certainly thought so." She looks as though she's figured something out and gives me a small smile.

"Actually, even when I'm a tiger, I have full faculties and it is me. That form makes me feel much more secure, and I will likely remain in it should we be in the company of your stronger friends. It's just easier."

"Easier to what? Tear their arm off without punishment afterward?" She blushes, glancing away at the truth of my words, and while I had thought about it I was certain that she would never do anything unprovoked anyway.

"I suppose so, although I prefer to just repel with my light." She smiles as I feel her out through the bond, assessing her body as best as I can and knowing that the slight blood loss will soon affect her as I whisk us to her bedroom before she knows what I'm doing.

"Your light is quite impressive, but it seems to make you tired just as you are now, so you should go change for bed." I'm pleased that she follows direction when it's best for her, taking a seat in the corner of the room as she goes into the bathroom and I can hear her feet padding around. The shower turns on after a minute and while I didn't think she'd go so far as to shower, I don't mind and wait patiently as she takes her time. I feel her diminishing in the bond as she takes almost too long, her exhaustion slowly creeping up and overwhelming her. When she comes from the bathroom it looks like she doesn't even notice me nearby and I appear into the bed next to her intending to ask about staying with her as she sleeps but I take my answer as she wraps against my side a second later and is asleep immediately.

It feels quite enchanting to have her sleep so easily in her human form with not even the faintest bit of apprehension. Playing with her hand for a moment, something occurs to me and my hand moves over her back, the ripples beneath the thick shirt making me frown. I move just enough so that she's on the bed on her stomach, monitoring the bond and holding it close as I nudge up the back edge of her shirt. The thin strip of skin that appears is flawless, her lower back perfect for several inches when I feel a knotted scar with my fingers and almost don't want to continue to see it but do so anyway. Her shirt easily lifts up to just below her shoulders in a smooth pull and I freeze, clamping down on my tongue until well after it bleeds into my mouth as I stop myself from growling and waking her.

The patterns across her back are unmistakably from a whip, countless lashes having at one time destroyed the skin on her back and it looks to have healed very slowly with older scars visible under some of the newer ones. She stirs slightly, suddenly twisting and clutching the arm that was wrapped around to her back, holding onto me almost desperately as I feel the bond igniting. Images flooding through my brain make me silently snarl as she is frozen in fear and I feel it all, see it all, as she has somehow shared with me her memory of a time in captivity. I'm tense as the experience fades with a white light as she frees herself somehow and I find myself perched protectively around her.

I've never felt such a strong sense to want to keep anyone safe, not even my maker and her face makes my heart clench as it looks worried for a second until it smooths. I pull her into my side, turning and wrapping around her protectively as she settles against my chest, thoughts of locking her away in a tall dark castle away from the world teasing comically at the back of my mind.

For a moment at dawn I can feel Godric send me a questioning of whether or not I'm joining him, and he seems pleased and understanding when I deny him, making me wonder if he hadn't seen this coming. The sun pulls me to sleep but I fight it for a while until I feel the bleeds will start soon, and decidedly let myself rest as I don't want to create the mess.

When I rise I am pleased to find that she hasn't moved, her body fully compliant as I move her slightly and I nose against her neck gently as I find myself enamored with her sleeping form. Wanting nothing but to stay put I do so, enjoying her scent that fuzzes my complex thought processes and makes me lost in her until I feel her move slightly against me. She freezes when she registers my hand moving down her side slowly, but relaxing a second later as she takes a deep breath, my scent making her purr and she stretches against me making me growl as I'm entertained at her waking attitude. Kissing her skin makes her relax back, tilting her head willingly as I scent that she was right the night before and there's no trace of anything wrong with the levels of her blood supply now that she's slept.

"You are so nice." Her voice sounds more pleased and relaxed than I've ever heard her and I can't help but laugh silently, shaking against her as I kiss her neck to taste her skin a moment more.

"I do not believe I've ever heard such a thing from someone, even those in my bed."

"But you are, and I want you to be, so don't stop." I realize that she is completely correct, I cannot even envision treating her as I have some of those in the past and I cup her cheek, gently turning her face to look up at me fully.

Capturing her lips, I lean back a second later, smiling gently and feeling surprised at how natural it feels while I'm hovering over her as well as I find that I want to make her smile again. "You are the only who will ever see such things from me." It does the trick as she feels flattered and blushes, about to speak but cutting off when we hear someone knocking on the hotel room door.

I snarl in irritation at the interruption, leaving Sookie alone on the bed as I charge all the way out to the door and pull it open, revealing Andre in the hallway a moment later. "What the fuck are you doing here?" My displeasure with his presence is clear and he smirks, taking a deep breathe.

"Well, apparently, I am interrupting your time with something that is quite heavily sought by our kind. You know why I am here, as the queen has demanded you release the fairy to my custody."

"That's not going to happen, go back to your childish maker." He looks indignant, taking a step into the hotel room as I step back to prevent him touching me.

"If you won't hand her over then I'll have to take her."

"What is the meaning of this?" Godric demands, appearing behind me, and it appears that Andre did not know he would be here based on the shocked look he lets slip for half a second.

"Your child is holding a fairy from the possession of the queen and refuses to comply with the crowns order."

Godric appears annoyed and steps up to my side. "The only one my child has here is his bonded, who he should be taking care of." He gives me a pointed look and I nod after a second as I understand, disappearing from Andre as Godric distracts him.

The fairy in question is standing inside the bedroom door, a small frown on her face and I look down at her for a long moment before proceeding. "I believe the only way the queen will leave us alone is if we're fully bonded, and I know-." I'm cut off as she puts a finger to my lips and while a normal person would have their hand removed for such a thing I wait happily as she smiles endearingly up at me.

"Kiss me." Not hesitating I do so, her hands in my hair as soon as our lips meet and she takes the initiative as she pulls me down to her neck. My fangs drop before I even know what I'm doing as I'm spurred on by her taunting feelings in the bond, my hands on her sides as I pin her gently to the wall with her legs around my waist and I growl as she pulls a little harder on my hair. "I have to drink from you too, remember?" She whispers and I don't think my growl has ever been as nonthreatening as when she happily takes the bleeding wrist I offer her a moment later and kisses my palm before starting to drink.

Chills run down my spine almost violently and she feels amused before being swept away by a hunger not her own as I bite down. She arches towards me, and I do my best not to lose myself as the bond engulfs us in a euphoria I've never felt before, her presence the only thing I care about as I hold her close. "Mine." My mouth drips with her blood and I relish the taste of her perfection, growling savagely before clamping back down and she moans against my wrist, her hands clenching the arm supplying her with my blood.

"Forever." She breathes out when my skin closes and she goes slack against me, my arms supporting her as she rests her head on my shoulder. I take her promise to heart and she feels it, not minding and I find that I can feel all of her in the bond. It feels as though if I looked closer I would see her actual thoughts, the amount of comfort and security she feels in my hold almost staggering me. She's an open book, but I feel that her mind is blank as she simply enjoys being held and I wonder how long it's been since she's seen any kind of positive attention. "The last time… it was when I was a child." I'm a little surprised that she answers my questions, but know that she must be able to see me through the bond as clearly as I can see her and I hold her closer.

"You are not going to lose me now, or forever. You are mine."

She smiles at my words, not responding verbally, and I growl happily as she floods me with affection as well as a multitude of other positive things as an undertone. "How old is my mate?" Her question makes me quirk a grin and I peck her on the lips.

"One thousand, four hundred and seven." I answer without hesitation after pulling back.

She giggles, and I find that I am smiling from the lightness of her feelings in the bond. "You're old."

"Perhaps, but I do believe that fae live for a while on their own, so how old are you?"

She feels slightly apprehensive but answers anyway, "Sixty, but my body is stuck at twenty three and will remain that way for about six hundred years before I start showing any signs of aging."

I'm surprised, not expecting it to be for more than a couple hundred years, and she doesn't move as she waits for me to react. "You're truly perfect." I whisper before capturing her in a kiss leaving her breathless, panting and flushed when I pull back. "None will take you from me, so let's go deal with the child queen's child." She nods, seemingly emboldened by my rising temper instead of reacting in any way negative and while I find it interesting I don't think it's a bad thing at all. She quickly changes to black tennis shoes, jeans, a t-shirt and a dark brown leather jacket before we leave the room, her head held high as she stays at my side.

"You asked to see me?" She asks of Andre and he looks her over with interest, making me want to snap his neck, although that is not unusual with his attitude.

"You are the fae?" He asks despite it being clear enough from her scent in the air, even if it is now melded with my own scent somewhat.

"Yes, what did you want?" I silently commend her for staying on point and Andre frowns.

"The queen of Louisiana, Sophie Anne Leclerq has invited you to take up a residence within her royal compound as one of her consorts, privy to all of the advantages and resources at the queen's retinue's disposal." She makes him scowl by barking a hard laugh, wrapping her arm around my waist and leaning against me in amusement lightheartedly.

"As though you think I would leave my mate?" Andre's eyes widen slightly and she continues without giving him a chance to speak. "Why shouldn't I kill you now?"

He sputters for a second, looking almost in disbelief that she said such a thing while I just smirk knowing that it would have to have happened eventually. Andre had always been troublesome, sticking his nose where it didn't belong just because he felt like it. "How do you believe to accomplish that?" He finally challenges and I cringe as I feel a burning energy swelling in the back of her mind through the bond, her hand glowing white as she lifts it towards him.

"I am fae, how do you think?" The small amount of color in his pallor drains and leaves him stark white, the realization that he's made a mistake dawning on him just as a ball of white energy sinks into his chest and he goes down to his knees.

His growl and the click of his fangs are all I hear a moment before he is falling away to a pile of ash on the floor, her light not even leaving behind the usual pile of gore.

"Well… I would say be careful of having such a powerful bonded but clearly you know that." Godric tells me with an approving smile, the block on our bond opened for a second as he sweeps me with his happiness at what I've found to hold close before withdrawing again.