"Eric? He's not here. Have you checked the King of Louisiana's estate? That was the last place I saw him."
Eric realized she had locked the chest before opening the door to protect him and she was trying to protect him now. He smiled slightly and fought back to urge to break down the door.
He heard a slight laugh. "You mean the house of William Compton. He's no longer the king and we have him in custody. If you refuse to invite us in, we will move in by force. This was merely a courtesy miss. This house no longer has a human owner."
He felt her fear increase and the urge became harder to fight. He did manage to until one of the men reached forward and grabbed Sookie by the throat. "Come out Eric or your human dies!"
Cursing in Swedish, he burst from the cupboard and ran over to her. They threw chain mail on him and he screamed. She fought the man off and tried to get to Eric, but one of them knocked her out with a nightstick and she hit the floor.
"Hey! Don't hurt her." They dragged him out and threw him in the back of the trunk. The last thing he saw was Tara rushing down the stairs towards Sookie, apparently woken up by the commotion. She looked out, saw Eric, and nodded to let him know she would take care of Sookie.
It was an odd feeling to him, being captured, thrown into a trunk with Bill Compton to undoubtedly be dragged to his true death and feeling only relief because he knew Sookie was going to be alright.