The changes vampirism brings over three nights are amazing. The change enhances who and what you are and your new eternity shapes you. It is obvious this young woman was of the fae. The fae in their maturity are not very tall but very slender, she must have been very young by fae terms, at the very least not considered mature to be so tiny. She also did not use her magic to help or defend herself. I shall be prepared; I may have ignited her fae spark with her change, as she is looking more and more like a true fae, magical and dainty. She has slimmed but only grown a few inches, she may only reach my chin in height. Her blond locks seem to glitter and her skin glows as if she is a reflection of the sun.

She is not the only one changing. I feel as if a burden has been lifted. My spirit is lighter. Also, the sun does not have a pull over me. I have found the last two nights, since having her blood, I can rise and rest as I wish. I suspect I could enter the sun and survive. We will have much to discuss when she rises.

I have not felt this excited and hopeful since I turned Eric. I had not spoken to him in many years but a few years is nothing to either of us in our vast existence. He may one day feel compelled to examine his un-life as I have these last few years but I'd never wish to burden or dampen his vibrancy with my melancholy. I'd thought of giving up and meeting the sun but I decided to endure; to make a difference. That line of thinking landed me in the Fellowship basement and eventually with this gift that lay before me. I will have to go to Eric soon. He will be waiting for us but I will give my lover the time she needs to adjust.

I have filled out but not filed her paperwork with the council as I am missing key information. I have contacted my lawyer to have changes in my estate made and to be prepared to add my mate to all of my accounts. I have a refrigerator full of donor blood and two glammoured humans in the solarium. I had my staff see to a set of rooms for her and a new wardrobe. After I cleaned her I dressed her in a blue silk shift. The design is simple but I know the fabric will feel divine on her new sensitive skin. I am sure she has her own belongings from her life somewhere but she is here now and her old may no longer fit and not just the clothing. I hope she likes what I have chosen. I am filled with anticipation as I go to rest beside her, she will rise tomorrow night beside me.

Eric

Total clusterfuck. Isabelle and Stan claim they knew Godric's whereabouts and that it was his intention to be there. They claim to have never called me and informed me of his absence. Sookie took off with Hugo against our plan and was nearly lost to me…. I mean us. Hugo died at the hands of the Fellowship but Godric rescued Sookie from such a fate and returned home. Sookie and Godric revealed Hugo to be the betrayer. She also told us that there is something bigger going on. She said Gabe kept thinking about torturing and burning, bring down the oldest most powerful vampires. I wonder how many other ancients they have contacted.

Since his return Godric has avoided speaking with me about recent events. He has not however been avoiding Sookie Stackhouse. He has been shadowing her every move since they returned. I cannot feel his emotions as our bond has been closed many years but I can see his interest and curiosity plainly on his face. Right now he is watching yet another clusterfuck unfold. Bill, the deceptor, is watching his maker pick apart his supposed beloved, in front of a room full of vampires. It is obvious to all but Sookie, she is his maker and they have shared flesh and blood recently. Lorena dares touch Sookie! I was in motion but there was no need. Godric, in his glorious visage Death, has Lorena by the throat. I have not seen this side of Godric in centuries. He instructs Sookie to renounce Bill. What is he going to….Shit! Shit shit shit! Death has ended Lorena and Bill and claimed Sookie. He disappeared into the night leaving behind a room full of stunned vampires. Many have heard the legends of the boy 'Death' but few had ever seen or known that Godric is he and never had any ever witnessed their sheriff in such a state of possession. By tomorrow night I expected all of vampire kind to know Godric had claimed the Louisiana telepath and any that tried to part them would encounter 'Death'.