Eric pov:

"Blonde female at the bar with pink steaks in her hair. She is only 17 and needs a serious lecture about drug use." Pam nodded, running off to deal with the young girl. It was Morriah's fourth catch of the night. We had only been on the floor for a little over a hour, waiting for Godric to return from Compton's run down shack.

We had sent Godric out to gather any information he could from Compton. He was the most logical choice as he was older, stronger, and people were not used to seeing him in the bar yet. If needed, he would be a fair alibi. Compton would also not be able to recognize Godric's scent.

Godric would wait until Compton was out to install bugs and find any physical evidence he could. As Morriah and I were needed here, we stayed.

I placed my hand over the one of my mate. Her apprehension was not clear on her face, but it was rolling like waves through our bond.

I leaned over, whispering in her ear, "He will be fine. You don't need to worry about him."

She turned her hand so it fit into mine. She squeezed my hand while she scanned the crowd one again.

Godric pov:

Growling, I stalked out of the ramshackle house. I was not prepared for the extent of what I found in the house. I was beyond relieved that my mate had not fallen into Compton's tricks. I was ready to tear apart the weak disgrace of a Vampire.

I had dampened my end of the bond between myself and Morriah, not wanting to subject her to the intense anger I felt. I nudged the bond I had with Eric, letting him know I was on my way back to Fangtasia.

...

I met my mates in Eric's office, tossing the case to Eric, I gathered Morriah in my arms as I sat down on the leather couch. I held her close, inhaling her scent to try a and calm myself down.

"Godric?" I lifted my head to the voice of my female companion.

"I apologise if I startled you. I just needed you in my arms, min lilla sol( my little sun)."

She turned, hugging me. "It's okay. Just warn me next time, please."

"I will."

Eric slammed the folder down on his desk, jolting us out of our revere. He stood, pacing the office while muttering threats on Compton in Old Norse.

Pam walked in moments later, raising an eyebrow at Eric's behavior. "What has Compton done now?"

Eric ignored her, so I answered in his stead. "I would check the desk if I were you."

She scanned over the pictures and files that I had retrieved, a disgusted scowl on her face. "I sincerely hope you let me stab him with a silver coated stiletto."

"I think that can be arranged."

Pam nodded. "I would gladly help you plan his demise, but I need to go keep an eye on the bar. Happy scheming." The waved her nails and left the room without another word.

Morriah patted my arm, and I loosened my hold on her so she could rise from her position on my lap. Sitting in Eric's chair, she looked over what I had brought with me, a frown on her face.

"Godric, Eric." Eric stopped to look at our mate. "Some of these photos are months before Compton came to Merlotte's. The drawings on my arms tend to be different every week, I rarely repeat, so it is fairly easy to tell when these photos were taken."

Eric growled. "Next time he steps foot in my line of sight, he will be taken to the basement."

I nodded in agreement. "I concur."

"Can I cut off his dick?" Our mate asked sweetly.

Eric coughed before righting himself, surprised at the question. "Godric and I will teach you how to make it more painful."

Morriah smiled maliciously, a smile I hoped would never be directed at Eric or I.

Compton pov

It was all planned, tonight that little bitch would be mine. The Queen gave me information I could use to tear apart Northman, and in the midst of confusion and trouble, steal Morriah for the Queen. I was being paid well for this one, and for my trouble I would be allowed to take her virginity. I was going to wait at Fangtasia for the Magistrate, as I had called him on the suspicion of Northman selling Vampire blood for the Queen. She had set it up so it was impossible for it to be tracked back to her.

I had suggested using the childe forced on me, Jessica, but she would prove to be too problematic, so I released her despite her begging. She truly was useless. I had hoped she listened to enough of my threats and stayed away, or died. I refused to care for her for more than I had to.

Fangtasia was full of its usual fangbangers, most of them drunker than the last. I took a seat where I could survey the bar. I was glad Northman was not in his throne yet, it made it easier for me to come into the bar and settle down, however I had hoped he would be out by the time the Magistrate came around.

Eric pov:

My private booth was easily hidden from view if you did not know where it was, it was easily overlooked by anyone who was just glancing around the bar. It was missed by Compton who had entered the bar. I made no move to grab him and I refrained Pam from doing so. The timing needed to be right, however he would be chained in the basement before the night was over.

Morriah sat opposite me, leaving against Godric as she continued to survey the bar. She called Pam over as she pointed out a couple more underage patrons.

As soon as Pam came back in the door, she stalked to our booth with a pointed look on her face. "The Magistrate is here. He asked that you clear out the club."

I rose from my seat, signaling Chow and a couple other Vampires to direct the humans our of the club and close down. Godric rose to follow me out of the booth as I turned back to Morriah.

"Please stay here, min Valkyrie. I don't want you to be involved in these things. Not yet anyway."

Thankfully she agreed, leaving forward to give me a kiss before I left. Compton stayed where he was, not bothering to hide the smirk on his face. The Vampires loyal to me stayed in their place, silently supporting me.

I stood in front of the stage, Godric standing beside me as Pam directed the Magistrate in.

"Northman," he greeted stiffly. "Do you understand why I'm here?"

"I can't say I do."

He shook his head disapprovingly. "You have been accused of selling V for profit."

I scowled. The Queen must have told Compton in another attempt to drive Morriah away from Godric and I. However, all of the attacks so far have been directed at me, so the Queen is unknowing about Godric's presence. It was a lack of information that could work in our favor.

"I think you will find that the situation differs from the one you were told of." Godric spoke in my place.

The Magistrate frowned. "If that is the case, then I suggest you explain it."

"The Queen has attempted to force me to sell her blood, wanting the profit to go back to her in an attempt to settle her debts. By doing so she has put me in an impossible situation as if I reported it, I could be charged with treason and if I sold it, I could be charged for selling blood."

Godric continued to explain where I had stopped. "He came to me with the issue and I advised him to do neither. There were many possibilities on how it would end, so I asked him to stockpile the blood so that he could have evidence in any case that could come up."

The Magistrate's face stayed in a tight frown, "If what you say is true, then I would like to see your evidence."

I gestured to the back hallway. "Shall we do this in my office?"

He glanced around the bar, aware of our audience and why I was asking for privacy. He turned down the hallway as Godric and I followed, knowing those loyal to me would keep Compton from harming our mate. I sent a soothing wave through our bond to my Valkyrie before I disappeared from her sight.

The Magistrate took a seat behind my desk as I came into the office with the cooler of blood I kept in the safe. He raised an eyebrow.

"This is your evidence? It is minimal and does not point back to the Queen."

I shook my head. "This is only the physical evidence. I have audio of the Queen giving me such orders, and if you look at her back statements, which I also have, you can see the debt she has placed herself in. I have several Vampires that can vouch for me, as well as my own maker."

"If you give me copies of the evidence, I will look into it for you. However, I have a question. Why go through this process, if you are old enough and have enough resources to completely desecrate the Queen on your own?"

Godric shrugged. "To much work when we could be spending the time with our newly found mate instead. Not to mention it would be too much of a mess to clean up. I'd rather avoid the bloodshed."

The Magistrate hummed. "I see your point. I would love to meet your mate at a time when we are not dealing with a crazed monarch. Is there anything else I need to know before I depart?"

I smirked. "Not that it's anything you need to deal with, but William Compton well not be alive for much longer. He poses a threat to our mate, and by the laws, we are allowed to give him whatever punishment we deem necessary."

The Magistrate nodded, moving to leave. "Based on what your expressions, I assume you are planning to end him soon, I did see him in the bar."

I nodded, "We know. Thank you for agreeing to speak with us."

"It is no problem. It was a pleasure to see you again Godric. I need to take my leave." The Magistrate left, exiting through the back door.

Godric looked to me as I stood, raising from his chair as well. "Shall we go retrieve our mate? And we will also take this opportunity to place Compton in silver downstairs."

"Yes."

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