AN: I am sorry I did not get this up yesterday. My friends Holly and Phil got married this weekend and I just could not miss it. It was beautiful but it meant I had next to not time to write. In other interesting news, I got a pm this week telling me that The TB/SVM Fanfic Awards (The You Want Blood Awards) would be open of nominations May 1st through the 8th. Now I am not begging to be nominated for anything but if there is a story out there that you love and think fits the bill for one of the categories please go nominate it and vote. Voting will be from May 15th through the 29th. The link for the categories is up on my profile page. Anyway now that I have shamelessly plugged the awards please enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 31 Forget Me Not

Sookie's Point of View

I don't know what to think about Niall. So far he has been extraordinarily kind to both Hunter and me. I was expecting him to be this horrible old man that wanted to control everything I do. He seems to genuinely want to know the two of us. Hunter is still weary of him but I can really blame him. After we finish dinner Niall takes my arm and leads us to a large study. I sit with Hunter still in my lap in a plush, burgundy club chair.

"So Sookie, what do you do when you are at home? Do you work? Are you in school?" Niall asks.

"I do both. I am going to school for English and Literature. I want to work in the book industry as either an author or editor. Right now I work part time as a waitress and sometimes I am a consultant for a business man in Shreveport." I answer hoping that is what he was looking for.

"I have always enjoyed literature. When will you graduate?"

"Well, I have this semester and then I have one more year. That is as long as I don't miss any more classes. I really need to go home soon or I will have to take the entire semester over. I would need to explain to my advisor and professors what is going on and why." I hint in a not so subtle way that I want to go home.

"If we keep you too long, I will personally contact whomever you need to tell and get things straightened out for you. I am glad you value you your education. Speaking of education, I fell that it would be vital for you to continue your education in this realm as well. I am sure you would agree." He smiles at me. So there goes my one reason to get home.

"I would like to learn more about my heritage and be able to control my powers better." Before I can continue he interrupts me.

"Good then that is settled. You two will stay while you are learning. Claude will be your tutor. I also think that it would be good for you to meet your people. I think we should introduce you to the court. To do that we will have a ball, it will announce you as Her Royal Highness Princess Susanna Adele Stackhouse of the House of Brigant. I will have one of the servants help you select a dress. The ball will be tomorrow evening. Now as I am sure you are both still sleepy, I think it would best if the two of you retired for the evening." He stood motioning for us to do so as well. Claude gave me a week smile when they left us at our room. I had no idea what to do. Hunter and I were stuck with no way home. I let my tears fall feeling hopeless.

"Mama Sookie, I want to go home." Hunter said sadly.

"Me too baby." I held him tighter. We curl up in the large bed and cry together. I fall asleep wondering if I will ever get to go home. I cry myself to sleep. I dream I am being held and I feel safe. I just know it is my guys. When I reach for one of them, they both disappear. I wake with a start. The room is no longer brightly lit. The light coming through the window is soft like moon light. I check to see that Hunter is alright and then I get up and look out the window. The sky is dark and I can see thousands of twinkling stars. I can't see the moon but I am sure it is up. I gaze out the window for a long time, before I start to become drowsy once more. I get back into bed next to Hunter. My eyes drift closed almost instantly. I am woken up several hours later by two women in simple blue dresses.

"Oh good your awake. We were worried you would sleep the whole day. I am Brande and this is Jackie. We are your ladies maids. We will be here to help you dress and to look after the young master when you are busy. As you can see we brought you some breakfast, where would you like to eat it?" Brande asked.

"Um at the table works for us. I need to … use the toilet and I am sure Hunter will too. Can you point me in that direction?" I ask blushing. They both giggle and then point to a door I had not noticed before. Much like the rest of the palace the bathroom was just as opulent. The walls and floor were tiled in an iridescent stone. It reminded me of opals. In one corner of the room was a huge tube that I was sure could fit a horse. I find the toilet tucked behind the shower in its own little closest. I relive myself quickly and head back to the room to find Jackie and Brande laying clothing out on the bed. It was another silk dress, this time in a deep purple. Hunter was bouncing in the plush high backed chair. In front of him was a plate piled high with pancakes covered in butter and syrup. Smartly they had not changed Hunter's clothing yet. He had syrup dripping down his chin onto his shirt.

"Your highness is this dress acceptable for today? We have others for you to choose from if you don't like it. His majesty instructed us to help you select a dress for this evening. You will be meeting the court tonight and he wants you to look breathtaking. You are to spend the day relaxing and being pampered." Jackie tells me.

"It is fine." I sit down to eat with Hunter. If this is what my life is like here, I still want to go home. It may be a lavish dream but it's not my dream. I never wanted that kind of life, I just wanted to learn and provide for myself.

Claude's Point of View

As soon as Grandfather excuses himself for the night I make my way to my room. I sent Uncle a message earlier to let him know what had happened. I am not surprised to find him waiting for me upon my return.

"How could you be so irresponsible Claude? I asked you to watch her and protect her, not bring her here." Uncle Fintan fumed at me.

"She had exhausted her light. What did you want me to do? I had only two choices, let them turn her or bring her here. She was dying." I try to explain.

"You could have shared breath with her. You could have called me and I could have gotten her in and out without Father knowing. You have doomed her to being sold like cattle. My only hope now is that she recovers quickly and is ready to start training. If I have to I will take them home myself."

"She was too far gone and I did not have the time. I promised her and her vampires I would get them both home. I don't plan to break that promise. I will get them home even if it kills me."

"If you don't I will kill you myself. Teach her all that you can and do it quick. The less time she is here the better. I don't want her to become another weapon for Father to use." He left after that leaving me feeling disappointed and frustrated.

Eric's Point of View

A week, one fucking week and I still don't have her back. I am going to dismember the fairy piece by piece. For every day that she is gone I will remove a body part. That is if he ever shows his fucking face. I know he is keeping them from me and I will destroy him.

I am incensed when Ginger burst into my office stuttering. "Ma.. Master … there issss a lalady here to ssseee you."

"I am busy she can wait." I dismiss her and look back at my computer.

"Sh..she said she nnneeds to ssee you nnow." She tries again.

"Fine send her in and get out." I holler. She runs out of the room. If my night could not get any worse Freyda and her little bitch walk into my office.

"Have you changed your mind my darling?" She asks in a horribly flirty voice.

"Why would I want to change my mind? I have no desire to be anything to you. I am not your darling nor will I ever be."

"This is your last chance Eric. Will you be my consort?"

"No, Nej, Non, Nein, Ne, Naha. It will be no in every language no matter how many times you ask me. There is nothing you can do to make me want you. Take your bitch and get out of my fucking office." I scream at her.

"You will regret this Eric. What happens now is you own fault." She motions for her were to leave. They are both smiling as they walk out. I have an odd feeling come over me but I shake it off. I finish my work for the night. I file the last of my paper work and drive back to the house.

Godric's Point of View

The love of my life has been gone a week. I thought I was handling things better than Eric in this department, until I entered her room and could not immediately smell her. I shed bloody tears into her pillow. I know the fairy promised to bring her home, but I am starting to wonder when that will be. I worry that she did not heal like he was hoping and he is too afraid to let us know. All I can do is wait.

Eric has gone on a spending spree in hopes of proving to Sookie that he can provide for her. I honestly think it will most likely piss her off. I know he is trying to figure out what to do. After his meeting with the mystery woman last week he has been of one mind. He won't tell me what happened but I know it is big. I am close to ordering him to tell me but I don't want to do that to him. If he doesn't tell me what is going on tonight after this meeting I will. I zone out lying in Sookie's bed. I feel when my child enters the house. His emotions are all over the place.

"Will you tell me what is going on?" I ask when he enters the room. He seems surprised to see me in here.

"I had a run in with the Queen of Oklahoma. She wants me as her royal consort. I refused."

"Did she threaten you?"

"In a manner of speaking, she said I would regret my digestion and that what happened now was my own fault."

"Well we will know more when it happens. I am resting in here today you are welcome to join me." When the sun rises I can barely smell Sookie in her pillow. I am losing hope that she will return.

Eric's Point of View

I rise in a room that is unfamiliar to me. Why am I here? I look to my left and find my maker looking at a picture. It is of a woman I have never seen. She is breathtaking.

"Who is that?" I ask.

"What do mean who is that? This is Sookie."

"Am I supposed to know who that is? That is an odd name."