This was not how this was supposed to go…this wasn't the plan.
Of course, Bill Motherfucking Compton had to spoil everything for him and get in the way.
Even as a newborn vampire, Eric remembered him being disobedient and not knowing his place.
Eric had to force his eyes to not widen at Bill when he came through the door and said, "You tried to pin that on me?"
Eric suddenly felt cornered right now as Talbot, Russell, and Bill were all in the same room as him, their eyes burning into him though he could hold up his end just fine actually. Neither Bill nor Talbot bothered him-they didn't concern Eric, but Russell did. He was three times Eric's age and was the King of Mississippi along with having more advanced strength and powers than he did.
Eric knew that he had a part to play if he wanted to make out of here alive and save Pam.
He felt Abigail's fear just a couple of nights ago, but then as quickly as it came it soon went away. Eric was worried-concerned even a little furious because he knew this sort of thing could've happened. He couldn't feel anything from her…he thought of the worst which was that she was dead, but then he smelled her. When he had followed the scent, it was corrupted by the stench of werewolves. Eric kept on trying to somehow contact her or communicate with her, but he came out with nothing.
"We all know it's your queen behind this, Northman," Russell's voice informed him as he brought him back from his consuming thoughts about his Goldilocks.
"And that you did the selling for her," Bill added.
"You see, Mr. Compton has accepted a position in my court," Russell told Eric. "And therefore keeps nothing from me."
"Oh," Eric said. "I see."
Russell suddenly stood up along with Talbot. "Come…let us show you how loyal Mr. Compton is to me."
Eric followed Russell and Talbot as Bill stood beside him when they walked up the curved stairs and down a long hallway of double doors. For some reason, he felt his body suddenly tense when Russell spoke again, "You see, I have been looking for someone these past couple of years and I always wondered how this girl was able to just disappear like…like a-"
"A magic trick. Vanishing into thin air," Talbot said amusingly.
"Exactly," Russell agreed. "Anyways, Mr. Compton here has been very helpful in helping me-us piece together the puzzle pieces of their life. This person is very valuable to not only me, but to many other people as well."
They stopped at beautiful white double doors. One of the guards posted at the doors, opened it for them. They all walked obediently inside of the light colored bedroom and Eric froze as he saw Abigail lying on the brown canopy bed which had white see through curtains hanging down from the bed covering the inside of the bed like a veil. She wore a light yellow silk nightgown that made her look so beautiful and innocent that Eric wondered if he even deserved her since he was a very selfish person.
Her long blonde curls were sprawled out on the pillows as Eric slowly walked closer to her.
"What did you do to her?" He growled lowly and angrily, his fists clenching at his sides when he saw almost how dead she looked, but yet still full of life.
"I sometimes think that the wolves that are working for me are idiots sometimes," Russell told him.
"They are idiots," Talbot said as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Insects. They put her in some sort of coma maybe. The doctors don't know anything as always."
Eric's jaw hardened and he couldn't help the small tick that he had when he got extremely angry.
"I saw her at a werewolf bar looking ridiculous," Russell chuckled. "When our eyes met across the room, I knew who she was…and she knew who I was."
"How do you know her?" Eric asked softly as he stood beside the bed, casting his eyes down at her.
"Well, to be honest, I didn't know her…I only knew her last name. Mr. Compton had told us how much you seem to deeply care for this human. Oh, wait, I forgot, she's no human, isn't that right?" Eric was silent. "I thought so. Anyways, he told us all about your relationship with her and her relationship with your maker, Godric of course."
Russell stepped closer to him, his hands laced together in the front of his body. "I hear The Authority wants her too, is this true?"
An idea immediately popped into Eric's head. Eric turned to Russell. "Yes, it is true. They wanted her to call them."
"Do you love her?"
"No…she is still human though I feel that it is my duty, your majesty to warn you that Abigail Thornes is a great threat to our kind."
Russell knitted his brows in conufusion and interest then looked at Abigail. "How is this little girl a threat?"
"For one, she's not a little girl anymore. Second, when she feeds on our blood…she grows stronger than us like she's manipulating our powers and abilities into her own. I and the queen have been on the other end of it. She's powerful and dangerous. I think that this is why The Authority wants her."
"Do you know what she is?"
"No, I'm afraid I don't. Godric knew though and so does The Authority. She can be a very great asset to you in the future. My maker was very secretive with her to the point where I never even knew about her."
Russell thought it over for a moment then nodded. "I agree with you, Mr. Northman. So do you care for her?"
"I did to pursue her-to gain her trust in order for her to tell me what she was. I was very curious about her. Though my progeny means more to me since Abigail Thornes is just a human to me."
"Just a human, huh," Russell questioned curiously and Eric nodded.
"Your Majesty, I confess. I sold the blood at my queen's command and accused Bill to protect her. So what do I do now? Unless I give the Magister Compton, he'll murder my progeny. That is why I am here; I am here for my progeny, not for some unknown human creature." Eric confessed.
Talbot gasped. "Darling, so sad."
Russell sighed in frustration. "The Magister is a nasty little anachronistic toad…a ridiculous remnant of the Middle Ages. The only power he had over us is the power we give him." Russell bit his lip. "There may be a way to solve all of our problems."
Russell finally turned to Eric and smiled politely. "Sleep here."
"You're more than welcome," Talbot added.
Eric gave them a sly smile and nodded at them who returned his smile with a smirk of their own. "How can I refuse?"
TBC…
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