Disclaimer: I do not own True Blood or any of the material in it. I only own the characters of Freya, Isis, and Kellan.

Chapter 1

The first time I set eyes on Fangtasia I was awe struck. The line to get in was wrapped around the building and only growing in size. I straightened the jacket of my pantsuit as I walked to the front of the line to speak with the bouncer.

"Excuse me miss I am here to see ." I spoke quietly.

"So are all of these other blood sacks, back to the end of the line." the statuesque female vampire said without turning to look at me.

"I actually have an appointment to see him tonight." I spoke a little offended. Did I really look like a fang banger? I was wearing a white pantsuit with a yellow undershirt. I was an east contrast to the red and black leather clad patrons that surrounded me. The vampire turned around and glared at me.

" So you are the lawyer the firm sent over" she said giving me a good looking over. " I thought you would be older." she said while checking another patrons I.D. "Well go ahead on in Eric isn't here yet". she spoke while ushering me in.

Walking in I quickly hunted down an empty table and ordered a simple soda. Once seated with drink in hand I began to fidget with my resume. Even though I worked for a very prestigious vampire friendly law firm . One of the best in the world actually, my application still had to be individually accepted by each client personally. Considering Mr. Northman had turned down three of my coworkers I had reason to be nervous. As I sipped on my drink I reread ever line of my assignment. I was here for to main reason: to become the attorney on staff for Fangtasia and to help Mr. Northman personally find a "pet". I was under strict instructions to do my job as outlined and nothing else. This client was a well-known womanizer and noted for mixing business and pleasure. As I glanced down at my watch a sea of women flew at the small stage practically knocking me down. I turned to see what all the commotion was about and that's when I saw him. He was a walking Adonis. He stood an easy six foot five with slick backed blond hair. He had a half smirk half grimace on his face with to fans slightly peeking out from under his top lip. Even more noticeable than his beautiful appearance was his commanding presence. He claimed every eye in the building. Man, woman, human, or vampire, it didn't matter their eyes were captivated by him. After sitting into what I can only describe as I throne he motioned for the female vampire from the door to come to him. Once there she whispered in his ear and he dismissed her. As she left his side a line of women began to parade in front of him.

"Ms. Drotzmania , Eric would like to speak with you." The ladt declared as she waited for me to grab my belongings. I shoved them in my bag as quickly as possible and followed after her. She led me to a set of stairs of to the side of the stage. She walked ahead of me and I began to calm my nerves.

" Eric this is Freya Drotzmania. She is the lawyer that Isis's firm sent over." she spoke while pushing me forward. I walked forward and smiled while extending my hand for him to shake. He looked me up and down and disregarded my hand.

" Thank you Pam that will be all." he spoke without breaking eye contact with me. His eyes reminded me of the blue ice crystals I saw growing up in Germany. They made me want to cower from him and jump in his lap all at once.

"Isis speaks very high of you. Are you a pet of hers?" Eric asked looking back at his buffet in front of him.

" No, I am her last direct descendant. She is my a lot of greats grandmother." I spoke trying not to look at his gorgeous face.

" So I assume your parent are dead or some other heart wrenching story." He spoke emotionless.

" Yes sir, they died when I was -"

"Well as touching and irrelevant as that is I have a business to run." He looked at me with those baby blues. I stood like a deer in headlights.

" Call Isis and tell her I accept your application and that you will start next weekend." he spoke waking me out of my slight coma.

"Thank you Mr. Northman. She will be pleased to hear it." I choked out as I quickly walked away. As I reached the step his voice called me back.

" Two things Freya. First you will address me as Eric or Sir I do not wish people to know my last name. Second I expect you to be dressed more like the rest of my staff next time you are here." he spat while selecting two girls to take back to his office.

I quickly tuned and left. Once outside and securely in my car driving back to the small house I was renting I called Isis. It barely rang before she picked it up.

" Freya how are you?" she asked sounding worried.

" I'm okay Tante." I reassured her. I had called her my Aunt since I was four years old. I was born in Germany and lived there till I was five. I moved to a boarding school in New York after my fifth birthday . Isis had insisted I still take German classes to stay fluent in my native tongue. Once I graduated I moved back to enroll in the law school her mate, who is the reigning king of Berlin, had established a century ago. I try to stay close to my heritage for her sake.

" How was the interview child?" She asked quickly "Did he behave himself or shall Tante have his head waiting on a platter in your room when you come home?" she asked rather serious.

" Nien Tante. He was very behaved. I am calling to tell you that he accepted my application and that I start next week." I began to fill her in on my night.

" Well Freya, Kellan and I are due to come to Louisiana soon for something about an alliance between Sophie-Ann and us. So I will see you soon. Süße träumt mein Kind." she yawned as she got off the phone.

By the time I arrived home. I was exhausted. I took a quick shower and climbed into bed. I grabbed my laptop and began to draft my own contract.

Eric's POV

" Pam I need you to call Isis and ask what size Freya wears." he said to his child.

" She make an easy target tonight. I didn't help that she smelt divine." Pam spoke while making notes on her blackberry.

" She did. I hadn't seen her since Kellan shipped her off to boarding school in New York. Although there is something a miss about her. I expected her to be like Queen Isis. You know headstrong and outspoken. Maybe her lineage mellows over the generations." he commented while putting his audit books away.

"Maybe we can swirl up a bit of fight in the child?" Pam questioned looking at her maker.

" She seems like she could be a fun challenge. Put the king and queen of Berlin would hardly let me have fun with the apple of their eye. Make sure you send her schedule and some decent clothes to her home tomorrow." He spoke while walking towards his chamber. He bid his child farewell as he went to sleep for the day .

Translations : Tante- Aunt

Süße träumt mein Kind - Sweet dreams my child.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed it. I know its not perfect but give the story time to develop I promise it gets better. Tessa