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SPV

I looked at my great-grandfather stunned at his announcement. I transformed.

"I don't remember going through the transformation. I remember dancing with Preston at the pub and then being unbelievable hot but everything else is blank."

"How long?" I questioned.

Preston in understanding answered, "Three days of Faery".

I've been out for three days; no wonder why I felt so crummy. I jumped up to go to the bathroom and freshen up, but I stumbled over my two left feet. My legs felt like jelly and did not want to cooperate to what I was mentally telling them to do. Before I face planted, Preston was in front of me lending a steady hand. I gave him a weak smile in appreciation.

"Bathroom," I said quietly and with slight humiliation.

Preston proceeded to assist me to the bathroom. I started to splash my face with water, but when I saw my reflection in the mirror, I let out a shriek.

I immediately heard a pop, felt the whooshing of air, and saw streaming lights move past me. I heard another pop and everything halted. I tried to brace myself, on still unsteady legs, to look at my new surroundings; I was in the Royal Library. I then realized that I was the one that moved and not the lights. I let out another scream due to the realization, and unfortunately, repeated the process again.

I was now back in my bathroom, staring at myself in the same gold gilded mirror that I was looking in just prior to the popping. Preston, but also Niall and Grianne now, however, were also in the bathroom. They were all looking around as if searching for something, and if I were not in this current predicament, it would have been funny.

Instead, I was looking at a face that was both foreign and so full of terror. My eyes were now a brilliant blue green instead of their usual blue. My hair was fuller and quite wavy. It also had streaks of light blond interspersed throughout. The strands were so light that they looked almost white. My ears, the most notable change, came to a slight point. They were not quite as pointed as a full fairy, but nonetheless, pointed.

"I . . . I look like a fairy," I said to no one in particular.

My great-grandfather then replied, "That's because you are dear one," his voice sounding way too pleased for my taste.

I looked back at my great-grandfather, then back again at the reflection in the mirror, and started to cry. Grianne, being the caring brownie that she was, wrapped me in her arms and tried to console me.

"Shh, Shh, Shh, Princess. It is just going to take a little while for you to get use to it. Change is good."

It sounded like something my grandmother would have said to me if she were here helping me through this crisis.

"You look like kin, great-granddaughter," Niall said.

I looked up from Grainne's arms, at Niall, and started to cry harder. I just wanted a normal life and now I am more of a freak show than ever. Why, oh why, did I think coming to Faery was a good idea?

"You look beautiful Princess, but then you always do," replied Preston.

I turned to look at Preston, embarrassed that he was witnessing my meltdown and tried to get my sobs under control; instead, I was making myself hyperventilate.

"Alright, everyone out! Out I say!" ordered Grianne. "Our dear Princess will take her bath now."

Preston, and unbelievably, Niall, looked chagrinned, and left my bathroom at Grianne's orders.

She drew my bath, in the faery way, as she so often did after a hard workout. She helped me to undress and into the tub. I pulled my knees up and hugged them to my chest. I was in shock. Grianne began to wash my hair and said some unintelligible but soothing words to me and the tears that were pouring down my cheeks started to slow.

Change is good, Change is good, I mumbled to myself like a mantra.

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EPV

It was Monday night at Fangtasia, and the club was closed to the public for area business. Tonight, however, we were discussing the affairs of not only Area Five but also, the entire State of Louisiana.

I took a few moments to look over the gathered crowd before I began to address them. All of the vampires that have been under my command in Area Five were in attendance, including Compton, who upon hearing that Sookie was alive and in Faery, decided to recant his request to leave the area. I knew they were all loyal to me, not only due to surviving the take-over by Nevada, but also from the unofficial one by Victor. Compton was loyal due to his attachment to my lover, who would soon return. There were also vampire representatives from the other four areas as well as a couple of trusted contingents from Europe that I personally invited.

Pam was flittering about and bursting with pride. I have never seen her in such a state. I mentally roll my eyes at her antics. Our relationship seems fully repaired. It would have been a great loss had we not been able to reach an understanding. If you had asked me five years ago that, she would have allowed a human and two at that, to come between us, I would not have believed it. I still regret her not being able to turn her human, but she seems pleased with her new duties.

"Greetings everyone, I called this meeting in order to address some of the changes that have recently taken place in the great State of Louisiana. As many of you are aware, Victor Madden is no more."

There were a few raised brows at the mention of Victor Madden's final death. It did not come to the surprise of those in my area, but there were still a few vampires in the surrounding areas that were not yet informed of his downfall.

"I have been appointed by our King, Felipe DeCastro, as the new Regent of Louisiana. My base of operations will remain in Area Five, Shreveport. Now that I have ascended the office, I would like to announce the following appointments."

"Pamela Ravenscroft is my second in command to the Regency. Pam come forward."

Pam sash shays to the front of the stage, taking her time, enjoying every moment of the attention that was on her then said, "Master," and flashed a fangy smile. I gave her a stern look in reprimand and continued with they rest of my appointments. Rasul Muhammad, Sheriff of Area One, New Orleans, Indira Virdi, Sheriff of Area Two, Baton Rouge, Gustav Schmitt(German- "Staff of the Goths"), who has recently joined Louisiana from Germany, Sheriff of Area Three, Lake Charles, and Alfons Sten (Swedish-"noble" "stone") from Sweden, is my appointed Sheriff of Area Four, Alexandria.

One by one, they all approached the stage. I gave them each a curt nod and then stated, "If you do not believe that you can fulfill the duty of office speak now."

I gave a few moments for the new appointees to consider my offer. I was met with silence.

"Good."

I approached each of them and gave them a gold pin engraved with the state of Louisiana and my personal motto, ad victor spolia, to the victor go the spoils, as a sign their office. They each in return bowed to me as their Regent.

I then turned to the remaining vampires in attendance and stated, "I guard them with my existence as they each serve me, any who do not approve of my appointments may leave my state now without further repercussion."

I looked over the crowd and everyone was motionless. I then turned to my Sheriffs and offered my congratulations.

The changes will be filed with Sandy Seacrest, to the office of our King Felipe DeCastro.

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