The epistles were sent out swiftly, of course, after the castle had been reconstructed. It was a disaster after the attack, as were the surrounding human homes. Many mortals vacated the area, moving away for homes that seemed a safe distance from the castle that had suddenly gone to flames, and had refused an investigation. They were able to take advantage of far less prying human eyes and set to rebuilding the structure in a timely manner. In all, it took but a few short weeks.

Plenty of time for word to spread, of the Volturi's demise.

It was unknown of the names of who would take over, but just the fact that again there would be three. No one knew further than that, that wasn't now a part of the New Volturi, as it had been coined.

And yet with such uncertainty, it was no surprise when vampires across the world upon receiving invitations to the coronations to be held, made plans to attend. They were all curious, who wouldn't be? Especially when the notes to each coven, each rogue, held such little information themselves, holding no postage stamps, and no names;

"You are cordially invited to the coronation of our new royalty.

This event shall occur on the Fifth day of May, and held in the Castle.

Dress nicely, come sated; refreshments will not be provided to accommodate certain attendees."

"-L"

It was hand written on ancient parchment, in such an elegant way that visions of ballgowns and classical music came to mind at the idea of the old age tradition of a coronation. It seemed as if their new rulers had a taste for the olden ways. Would a crowning ceremony be involved? Only a intriguing, intricate L made out for a signature, taking over the V that previously was found on documents from Volterra.

It was with that signature that many began to wonder if a, 'New Volturi' would even be such a thing. Or if it may be replaced all together. Another jive at the name was spread about, at Volterra being shortened to 'L'terra'. Quite a few preferred this oddly shortened version, and some teased at the idea of a 'L'turi' to match. Such small jokes spread through the vampire world and seemed to calm the worries of many as they awaited the big day.

Whilst the rest of the vampiric world was beginning to rest easier, 'L'terra' did not. Anxiety was strong within the castle, especially amongst a certain three. They could not spare a moment as preparations were made to them and the building. A new staff of sorts and a guard had been swift to replace those lost, thankfully many of less ranking than the well known names had survived, easy to miss for their faces were not well known. The wives had been killed, as had characters such as Jane and Alec; their popularity had not missed Phoenix and Lizbeth's ears. Those that had been able to live were now put to work once more, training to protect their new rulers, making due time in preparing for the coronation and ball to follow suit.

And of course, grooming their new rulers themselves to take on such roles.

It was the eldest of them, Dante, that took to this the easiest. He was able to slip into the role as King quite swiftly, though he rather dreaded the complications that would come of such a daunting task. For the past seventeen years, he and his siblings had been kept behind closed doors. To suddenly be presented to the vampire world as their leaders, and then actually have to rule over them, seemed to be a far stretch.

Arturo, the second eldest, would rather enjoy the pleasant side of being King, while Dante could not help but look at the negatives. Arturo had a one-track mind it seemed at times, and for now, he was proving that with focusing only on what was to happen May 5th.

But yet, even though both had different focuses, they were always able to save time for the youngest. The youngest, by 106 years. Aurora, as they called her, was half-human. The result of their Father's indiscretions with a human named Emilia, seventeen years ago. And also the reason why they had grown so close with the Volturi in the first place.

Upon finding out of Emilia's pregnancy, their Father took the boys and ran with his tail between his legs. He knew of the punishment, but had no heart to rid Emilia of their child before it was due. He was old fashioned, physically and mentally. But clearly not in every sense, for him to father a child out of wedlock. Father could not stay away forever, knowing he had another child out there, and soon he once again took the boys and returned to her. It was easy to find her, on her death bed in the Volturi castle with a classic pink blanketed bundle in her arms. The kings were by her side, keeping the woman company in her last breaths. She refused to go through the change after having the baby, instead rather dying than having to spend decades honing her thirst to a manageable level. She was truly a selfish woman, Dante and Arturo had never liked her.

Emilia was dead long before Aro had their Father killed for his actions. Caius had wanted the siblings and the baby to join the new parents as well, but it was Aro who decided he wished to see how this child grew. This child was still without a name, and it was Dante who bestowed the name of Alouetta upon her, then to follow was Arturo, who decided upon her middle name being Cher. The family name of Luana took her last. But yet, with any nickname that can be imagined from her name, it was Aro's sobriquet of Aurora that she took to. She grew quick, and was a pleasant child to raise. As Aro often commented, she was considered to be, "Volterra's own Northern Lights."

She took on very few vampiric traits, to the point that it was often questioned if she even was one at all, or just a gifted human. Her gifts of winds showed early, like her brothers had upon their changes, when she found herself accidentally levitating small objects as she passed through the halls. This greatly pleased Aro, who already was fond of Arturo's electricity, and Dante's 'solo-ing' as they called it. She did not possess a vampire-esque thirst at all, nor the physical traits of one. In truth, she only showed her gift as being any sign of her mixed blood.

And so it was these three that became the Volturi's greatest secret, these three that destroyed the threat to the vampire world, and these three that would become the next rulers in a world they had never truly been apart of.

It will truly be a sight to see.