Russell Edgington had made Sophie-Anne desperate in her attempts to keep her throne and existence. She knew Edgington's interest in marriage had nothing to do with love or a profitable merger of states, but the sole purpose of eliminating her. Edgington's interest in Louisiana was no secret, and it appears he was now prepared to step up his efforts to get her out of the way. If she married Edgington, she'd meet the true death in less than a year. Her desperation had led to her attempts to get Sookie Stackhouse; she had hoped tying someone with her gifts to her would attract more suitable offers from monarchs who were genuinely interested in a partnership.
She was in desperate need of funds or else things were only going to get worse, hence the need for a partnership. A telepath was a rare and lucrative find indeed. The money the girl would have brought to her dwindling coffers would have been immense
How Edgington found out about her dire need for finances was beyond her. She and her lawyers were the only two who knew about it or at least that was supposed to be the case.
The ridiculousness of her palace was glaring in its obviousness when she thought about the money it took to make it so. It wasn't worth it, that much she now knew. The ostentatiousness of her palace still attracted the caliber of vampires she wanted around her. Her need to be seen meant she was now being seen by the likes of Threadgill and Edgington. The likes she wouldn't be caught dead with. And now that is just how she would be seen with such ilk. Dead.
By the time she got to the library, Eric had every book on the Fae race on her grand table, even the ones with notations. "I'm afraid you will find nothing in those. Nothing in those books explains your bartender." There was no need to pretend. Compton was more than likely dead.
"So, you did send Compton for her," Eric said with a chuckle abandoning the books.
"I did, and it cost him his existence." Eric stared at a loss to understand her words.
"He tried to glamour the girl and was caught by your maker."
Idiot... she can't be glamoured. Neither of them can." That last sentence was a mistake.
"Neither of them?" The queen sat forward.
"Yes, her brother I believe is far more powerful." Eric reluctantly admitted.
"I was led to believe he was a complete idiot." Sophie-Anne chuckled.
"No, he is a homicide detective with a one hundred percent arrest and conviction rate. He is no idiot. He is a man that somehow gets all the perpetrators that come his way to confess."
"Indeed, that is no idiotic trait. Two telepaths in one family." Sophie-Anne murmured.
"Telepaths... Of course." Eric wanted to kick himself. It was all so obvious now. So busy berating himself at his own stupidity he missed the look of trepidation on Sophie-Anne's face. She hadn't meant to say that out loud.
"You still have no idea what they are?" H asked after a while.
"No, Compton was investigating, but I had no information from him regarding his progress on the matter." Eric whipped out his phone and sent a text. He couldn't chance anyone hearing his conversation with Pam. He wanted her quickly at Compton's house clearing out every piece of paper and computer equipment no matter how small. He still didn't quite know what knowing all about her would get him. She was after all bonded to Godric and right now his maker was beyond angry with him to give him anything more or less Sookie.
"Good luck with the brother," Sophie-Anne said as she stood to leave.
"You don't want the boy." Eric's voice was tinged with suspicion.
"No, Eric... I do not. Your maker made it clear that the Stackhouse's were off-limit. It is a warning I intend to heed. I enjoy my existence and want to continue enjoying it. He is your maker, and he will not kill you, but I learned long ago that sometimes death is better than the alternative. I want no part of this." Sophie-Anne breezed out of the library leaving behind a very concerned Eric Northman.
Her phone call with Godric had got her thinking. Just maybe his settling in her state might just be what she needed to stave of Edgington. She realized the best course of action was to lay the problem before the Gaul in hopes he would help.
It was unfortunate, but she'd more than likely lose the Viking in hopes of keeping his maker.
"Jason, I leave him in your capable hands," Godric said as he finished his call with Sophie-Anne.
"Wait, I am the one he harassed and tried glamouring. Why does he get to kill him?" Sookie indignant voice piped up.
"We have plans, my dear," Godric said in an attempt to placate.
"Okay." Sookie acquiesced but wasn't happy. "Jase..." she got her brother's attention. "Take your time." She groused. Thalia chuckled at the look on Jason's face.
"I intend to." He was practically vibrating with need.
"Thalia, I want every information he has on them confiscated immediately.
Bill was surprised when he found himself left alone with Jason and even more perplexing the silver around his neck was gone. They truly didn't believe the boy could best him even with that silver chain hanging deceptively loose by his side.
"Would you like a weapon? No guns." Jason asked a smirking Compton.
"No." He chuckled and shot forward only to find the boy gone.
At that moment they both realized Compton had read the situation wrong. The boy would best him if he weren't careful.
"If you even remotely knick me, Thalia will kick the shit out of me. This is not going to be a fight." He warned, and then struck, the silver chain slicing Bill's cheek as he moved to dodge. Somehow, he was slower than the mostly human detective.
"I hate to tell you this, but I know every move you are about to make before you make it." Jason lied. Fighting was just as much about the physical as it was psychological.
Compton backed up and thought about running only to earn a chuckle from the boy. Of course, he knew that too. He hadn't taken into account that the brother could also be a telepath. With that thought in mind, Compton couldn't string a single attempt of defense or attack together.
Soon he was a barely walking mess of cuts made by that damn chain. He found the chain wrapped once again around his neck.
"I ain't really a telepath," Jason said before yanking the chain and taking Compton's head off in the process.
"I strongly believe after we are fully bonded, we can try a few things..." Sookie raised an eyebrow at him. "As in your training." He said with a roll of his eyes, which Sookie found amusing as it was unlike him.
"Rolling our eyes now are we." She teased.
"You are becoming a bad influence on me, Miss Stackhouse." He quipped.
"Hardly." She retorted taking a sip of her drink. "So, what about my training?"
"I have noticed your ability to control the air around you comes rather easily to you compared to say controlling your light. I do believe I can teach you to defy gravity to a certain extent." Sookie's jaw dropped as she stared at Godric.
"Wait... you can teach me to fly. I mean that is what you are saying... right?"
"That is exactly what I'm saying. Take into account this is something that could take years if not decades." He advised trying to temper her enthusiasm.
"Don't care how long it takes as long as you actually think you can teach me to fly then yeah..." She squealed earning a chuckle from Godric.
"There is one more thing I meant to ask you about." His features contorted into one of concern. "Would you like to have kids sometime in the future?" The question threw Sookie. She honestly hadn't expected it.
"No, I can't watch my kids grow old and die. All that Fairy power skipped one or two people, or else my great grandfather would still be walking around as a young man."
"He was half Fairy?" Godric asked surprised by the fact he had not somehow inherited some power from Niall.
"I don't really know if it skipped him or if something else factored in his death," Sookie admitted. My granddad went missing when I was eleven, so who knows. My daddy died when I was seven, so again..." She took a deep breath. This is not where Godric had envisioned the conversation going. "Jase and I knew if we chose to improve on what we had we'd only grow stronger, and with that strength came a certain level of immortality. The more we learn, the less likely we are to grow old and die. We would have aged, but an incredibly slow rate, but bonded to vampires mean even that slow rate is now more than likely nonexistent. If we married humans and had any children... we would only watch our spouses and kids grow old and die. Can you imagine having to tell someone you are in a relationship with that you are immortal, that they would grow old while you still stay young? Watching your kids grow old as well and leave this world. It wasn't a pain Jase, and I intended to put ourselves through, even if we found partners who could live with our sup side."
"Yes, I can understand that." He murmured. "I had feared Thalia, and I were taking so much from you."
"No, if anything you two have given us something we never thought we would have. I can live without kids as long as I have you. Trust me Godric, if I weren't already immortal, I would ask you to turn me right after we were fully bonded." Her words had an impact she would never know because he had no words to explain it. Much to his annoyance, Sophie-Anne chose that moment to call.
"Hello." He greeted politely despite everything.
"Godric, I believe I have a few things to explain." Sophie-Anne was brutally honest with him. She admitted her lack of funds was down to her and no one else. She was honest about why she was desperate for Sookie. The threat Russell Edgington posed and also her conversation with Eric. Godric shut-in eyes in frustration when she admitted she had let slip the fact that Sookie was a telepath.
"Godric, I need your help." He will admit he was surprised she had asked.
"I intend to make Louisiana my home for the foreseeable future, and I cannot have its peace disrupted by the likes of Edgington or Threadgill. So you shall have my help. You have called at the most inopportune moment. I will call you tomorrow night, and we will hash out the details." This is no real issue as far as Godric was concerned.
"Thank you, Godric." Her gratitude and relief could be felt through the phone.
"Are you really going to help her?" Sookie asked.
"Yes, I promised to keep you out of vampire politics, and it will be easy to do when the monarch of the state you live in is indebted to you. I am only helping because of you, and I will make that clear. I could just as easily move to another state if your family weren't in her state. This isn't some altruistic endeavor on my part. I am doing it purely for our peace of mind. Add to that Russell Edgington is a mad man, and a mad man is not going to be my monarch. I will sooner kill him than allow it." Sookie chuckled. "I take it you also heard the bit about my childe?"
"I did, but let's talk about it later. That little speech has got me all hot and bothered." She crawled on all fours towards him before pushing him backward and straddling his waist. "Let's complete this bond." She whispered before her lips met his own.