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Chapter 15:

My eyes almost bugged out of my head. That was Godric?

I had pictured someone totally different from the reality in front of me. In my mind he was tall, like Eric, and had a lot of the same mannerisms but the vampire before me was just slightly taller than me and was walking with a quiet grace that belied the air of authority and confidence he radiated.

He looked like he was in his middle teens when he was turned, much younger than would have been allowed in modern times. He had brown hair and eyes and you could see a well toned body with at least one tattoo; I could see the tip of one over the collar of his white linen shirt.

Then I looked back and forth between the three vampires and furrowed my brows. Something didn't sound … no, something didn't feel right. Eric's power felt all encompassing and his brain felt a lot heavier and more dense than theirs, like he had seen and done a lot more than they had.

It felt to me like Sophie-Anne was by far the youngest of the three but Eric's and Godric's voids didn't make sense to me. It felt like their voids were almost the same size, as if they were only a couple of hundred years apart but Eric's was without a doubt bigger than Godric's and especially the heaviest! How could that be though if Godric was older than Eric?

If the blackness and heaviness that was a vampire's brain were a physical thing Eric's would take up the universe and the queen's and Godric's would only take up a planet. Something wasn't right and I was planning on getting to the bottom of it.

"Get up my children. How many times have I told you not to kneel to me," he said, sounding amused. Something passed between him and Eric as he said that but I didn't know what it was since Eric had his back to me. I could feel amusement and mirth coming through the bond though. Odd!

When they both got up from the floor a heartfelt welcoming followed and I felt like an intruder. I tried to make myself invisible in the corner of the couch but Hadley had no such ideas. She only huffed impatiently, trying to get their attention. I glared at her but she ignored me.

A few minutes later the young looking vampire turned to look at me and I stood up to curtsy awkwardly to him, "Mr. Godric?" I asked, sounding uncertain although I was almost positive that's who he was.

He smiled at me and nodded as he stopped in front of me, "It's just Godric since I don't generally use a last name. You must be Sookie Stackhouse, the soon to be famed telepath."

My surprise at his words quickly turned to anger and I glared at Eric but he cut off my tantrum before I could get up a full head of steam, "Sookie, please meet my Maker, and the queen's proxy Maker, Godric. I keep nothing from him and we speak at least weekly."

Okay, Godric being her proxy maker might explain why their brains were of a different size but not why Eric's felt so much bigger than Godric's and it wouldn't explain the energy surges I kept getting from him either. Come to think of it; isn't Eric supposed to be about 1000 years old?

Eric must have been something other before he was turned, but what? I couldn't fathom what he might have been with my little bit of knowledge of him but if Godric was twice his age something wasn't right here. I didn't know how old the queen was but I decided to ask those questions later since it wasn't really the time for it.

I curtsied again, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir."

"If what my child tells me is true it will be a pleasure getting to know you as well, Ms. Stackhouse."

Damn humanity! I blushed like a schoolgirl at the compliment! "Thank you Godric and please, call me Sookie," I said quietly as I gave Eric a fierce stare again; I didn't know he had mentioned me to anyone other than the queen and Pam so I was a little put out.

Cookie huffed at that, 'Oh, come on, Sookie! You are a Supe now so it's not like they aren't going to find out eventually. Isn't it better to find out who your friends are sooner rather than later? Your southern mannerisms won't do you any good here!'

I sighed to myself because I knew she was right again. Even though I was just starting to understand that the way Gran brought me up wasn't necessarily the right thing for me I still sometimes caught myself falling back on the familiar.

Hadley had been sitting in a chair by herself pouting ever since the queen had told her to hush. She was still in that chair but now she was pouting because she was being ignored; she didn't like it one bit!

Oh no, I groaned quietly. I had been greeted even before her…

'As it should be in the Supernatural world,' Cookie interrupted me. 'In a room where there is more than one species it is always the highest ranking, with humans being last on the list.'

'So it should have been the queen, Godric, Eric, me then Hadley,' I asked her; she just nodded her head.

I didn't think Hadley understood the order even though she'd been with the queen for a few years. The fact that I'd been introduced before her seemed to be the last straw for her selfishness. In the chaos of her murderous thoughts I found that the queen had taught her about etiquette in the supernatural world but Hadley didn't care at that moment. She only saw that I was greeted with the utmost respect; it was like waving a red rag in front of an angry bull, "What about me," she whined angrily and sprang up from her seat. She rushed at us and shoved me out of the way so she could get her introduction in. Too stunned at her audacity, I stumbled sideways a few steps and she took my place in front of Godric.

Then she dropped to her hands and knees and rubbed her head against his leg much as a cat does when it wants attention!

My eyes went wide as saucers at what I saw and my mouth dropped open in surprise. What the hell was she doing?

Godric looked down at her and frowned as he took a step back, Hadley following him like she was glued to his leg. "What is the meaning of this, Sophie? Is this the one," he asked, sounding slightly disgusted.

The queen sighed and looked like she couldn't decide whether or not to drag Hadley away from him to protect her girlfriend from her maker's wrath or let her dig her own grave. Respect for her maker must have won out because she stayed put and said instead, "Unfortunately yes. She has shown me a side of herself tonight that I'm not happy with." She sounded tired, like she'd found Hadley's behaviour disappointing.

Hadley turned her head to the queen and it sounded like she actually growled at her but she still managed to keep pace with Godric as he paced around the room. It looked like he wanted to escape her and test her at the same time.

I didn't know what to make of what was going on. What the hell had gotten into her? Why all of a sudden was she acting like a fucking cat looking for attention? If I didn't know better I would have said that Eric had glamoured her for his own amusement but I knew he hadn't. That was all her own doing.

Of course Cookie had something to say about it only it wasn't what I expected, 'Typical Fairy,' is what she said. When I asked her what she meant, she acted like I didn't even exist and ignored me completely.

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