We all gather in Juliana’s room and notice her sleeping soundly in her bed. As I head over to her, Charlotte stops me, “Something isn’t right. Wait here, I’ll check on her.” I give a nod in agreement and Charlotte heads over to Juliana’s bed to check on her. As she reaches her bedside, Juliana’s eyes flutter open before quickly sitting up. “I was hoping you would return. Did you really think you could defeat me? Even on the other side I still have more power than you could ever imagine,” she says in a raspy voice. “Come over here. We need to send this evil witch back to where she came from!” Charlotte says as she gestures us to come over to her. I give Lestat a worried expression before he kisses me on the forehead. “Everything will be alright, I promise,” he whispers in my ear before nudging me towards Charlotte. As my mother approaches us she says, “I’m of no use to you, I’m not a witch.” Shaking her head Charlotte says, “Nonsense! I need all of those who have magic. In fact, I have already sent for my husband.” “Sorry, I’m late! I had to get Lord Snow to handle my duties while I was away. Gee whiz, where are my manners! I’m Michael, King of Moonlit Falls,” Michael says as he approaches us. “Nice to meet you,” my parents and I chime in. “I’ll just sit right over here,” Richard says pointing to the chair by the bedroom door. Charlotte gives a nod in agreement before the rest of us join hands with her.
“We five come to you in this circle of light to save this child with all our might. A dark witch’s soul hides behind an innocent face. Our circle of five’s magic cast you out of this place. Evil witch of the lands you are banished for all the years to come. Return to the darkest places of hell which you are from” the five of us chant with Charlotte. Suddenly a radiant blue light explodes in the middle of the circle, knocking us all down to the floor. “You may have won this time, but you haven’t seen the last of me yet! Carolin will destroy this land, and all of those in it!” Morgana laughs evilly before leaving the kingdom. The light in the circle grows dim and disappears as fast as it came. Charlotte turns towards Juliana who lays peacefully sleeping. Leaning over and placing her hand on her forehead, Charlotte says, “The fever is gone. Lets’ give it a couple of hours and see if she returns to her normal age. Michael and I will be in the enchantment room searching for spells just in case,” Charlotte says before she and Michael disappear into thin air. “I really hope by banishing the witch, everything will go back to the way it was. I’m so scared for my little girl. I can’t begin to imagine everything Carolin has put her though,” I say. My mother turns towards me before embracing me in a tight hug, “Shh my Darling. I’m sure everything will be alright. You have hope and love for her, and right now that’s just what she needs.” “That’s right sweetheart. Never lose hope. She’ll be just fine,” my father says approaching us.
“Speaking of love, where are the other little grandchildren of ours?” Mom asks. “Edmund and Elijah are in the nursery. I can take you to see them if you would like,” I reply. “There’s no need sweetheart. We know how to get to the nursery. We’ve been watching over all of you, remember?” Richard replies. “Very well then. You two go ahead and spend time with the boys. I’ll be there soon,” I reply. Dad gives a nod in agreement and Mom follows him out of the room. “Cm’on love, let her rest. She’s gonna need it after everything she’s been through,” Lestat tells me. Smiling slightly, I give Juliana a gentle kiss on the cheek before Lestat and I leave the room. Closing the door behind him Lestat says, “Darling, I have something to tell you and you’re probably not gonna like it.” “What is it, my love? What’s bothering you?” I ask curiously. “Will you join me in the formal dining hall?” he asks. “If I join you, will you tell me what’s wrong?” I ask him. “Yes, but it’s not something I don’t care to discuss in the middle of the halls,” he replies. Smiling slightly, I hesitantly agree to go with him. The two of us enter the room and notice Maid Molly lighting the fireplace. “Molly, would you mind giving us a little privacy?” I ask her. “Not at all Majesty,” she says before giving a little curtsy and leaves the room.
Lestat lets out a heavy sigh before replying, “I’ve been thinking long and hard about our last conversation. You said you needed some time and space to figure things out. I can’t keep playing second best forever love, and I can’t stand to see a family torn apart. I’ve summoned for Thatcher to meet us here so we can all talk.” “You were and never will be second best! What’s this all about?” I ask. “It’s about finally announcing you as the Queen of Blue Haven to our people. They have been waiting for this moment for a very long time, and now is the time,” Thatcher says entering the room. “You can’t be serious! This is my decision to make, not yours!” I scoff. Turning towards Lestat I sigh deeply before saying, “This isn’t fair! I love you!” “Life isn’t fair love. You made your feelings very clear to me back at Stone Ridge. Charlotte says you could be bonded to me the way the Lycans are to their sire. You could think your feelings for me are real by a sire bond. It rarely happens in vampires, but this could be the reason why you think you’re in love with me. The only way to possibly tell is to separate us. Darling, this is the only way I can think of, and it’s for your own good,” he replies taking his hands on mine and resting his head against my forehead. “My heart has always belonged to you, and you alone. Everything I have ever felt for you has been very real, not because of some sire bond! You’ve got to believe me when I say that I love you!” I reply as tears stream down my cheeks.
“Shel…Majesty, you were in love with Thatcher before I came back and I ruined everything the two of you shared together. I can’t let your children suffer for our actions, and I can’t apologize enough for everything my family and myself have put you through. It’s time for you to move forward with your family. Even if that means your life doesn’t include me in it. I’ll always be watching over you. Now that you’re a Lanterian, I can sense when you’re in trouble, and you know I’ll be right there to help you. But this is the way things have to be. At least for now,” Lestat replies. Shaking my head in disbelief I say, “This isn’t your call, it is mine! No one else’s! Damn it Lestat! I really can’t believe you right now! Either of you!” I shout. “Majesty, just know that I’ll love you always and forever,” Lestat says with tear-filled eyes. “Hugging him tightly I say, “This isn’t fair! I should be able to choose whoever I want to be with for love, not because of some wizard’s demands, or some sire bond you think I have!” Wiping the tears from his eyes, Lestat says, “We can’t change that love and you know that. It was your parents call to make that promise. Not mine. I’m afraid this is the way it has to be. It’s not just because of the promise your parents made, we also have to make sure your feelings for me are real, and not just something you think you feel for me. I love you Shel, and it’s because that I love you, I can’t be selfish with you. I don’t deserve you, not after everything I’ve put you through, but Thatcher does. I sure in hell can’t ask you to leave your kingdom to be with a nobody, which is exactly what I am. I don’t have a title, nor do I have anything to offer you.” Lestat then places my hand into Thatcher’s. Accepting my hand Thatcher thanks, Lestat before leading me towards the door. Turning my head to get one last look at Lestat, he runs his fingers through his hair as tears stream down his cheeks. Painfully he watches me being lead out of the room by Thatcher.
The following evening after my ladies dress me for this evenings event, a gentle knock stirs me from my thoughts. “Come in,” I call out. It’s just us sweetheart. Your father and I wanted to see you before the coronation. How are you holding up?” Mom asks. Tears slide down my cheeks before saying, “Do I have to go through with this? I don’t want to be announced as his queen. In fact, I don’t want this at all.” “Now sweetheart, you mean to tell me you never wanted any of this? Because if my memory serves me right, you told me back at Stone Ridge you love him and want to be with him. What has changed your mind?” Dad asks. Hugging my father tightly, I reply, “Oh Daddy! I really thought he was the one! Lestat had left me, his step-mother is a psychopath, and his sister a murderer. Thatcher came in at the right time and I thought I was truly over Lestat. I really thought I hated him, but the truth is I never stopped loving him,” I tell him before continuing to explain everything Lestat had compelled me to forget. “Hmm. He actually made you think he left you and wasn’t coming back only because he knew you would follow him?” Dad asks. “Yes. I saw it in his memories after I fed on him. He was right you know. I would have followed him because I would have done anything to make him stay. I wouldn’t have cared if I was in danger or not,” I reply.
“What can I say? the heart wants what the heart wants. What did Katherine say anything about this before she passed?” Dad asked. “I simply told her what Alderan said, and he said he would kill her if she didn’t remain with Thatcher. However, I don’t think Shelly had been turned yet. Not sure how a Lanterian marrying a human ancestor of his would benefit him,” Katherine says as she enters my room. Natalia raises a brow and gives Richard the death stare, but remains silent not saying a word. Running up to her and giving her a tight squeeze I shout, “Katherine! “I’m so glad to see you!” “At least one of us is,” Natalia mumbles. Turning to face her I sternly say, “Mother, if you can’t say anything nice, then you can just escort yourself right out of my room.” “You’re right, sweetheart. I’m sorry. I just let my emotions get the best of me. This is your day, and I’ll do my best to keep myself content,” Natalia replies. I give a nod in response before saying, “So what exactly am I supposed to do?” I ask my parents. Gently placing a hand on my shoulder Katherine says, “Due all respect Majesties, but I think Lestat was right. Shelly, just keep going on about your day. Do whatever gets you through it, and just wait this thing out. You’ll know by tomorrow afternoon if it’s the sire bond or if your feelings for Lestat are real. Now, lets’ get you upstairs where Thatcher is waiting for you. Can’t keep the man waiting forever.” I give a nod in agreement, and my parents and Katherine walk me to the bottom of the stairs where Thatcher awaits.
Taking Thatcher’s arm, the royal guards follow us up the stairwell where the fanfare announces their king. The villagers gather in the courtyard, and upon seeing Thatcher atop the balcony, they burst out into cheers. Smiling he waves at them and puts up his hands for them to fall silent as he begins to speak. “My fellow people, you have waited a very long time for this event to take place, and I’m finally ready to give you peace. On this very evening, I’m very pleased to introduce to you, not only my wife but your Queen! Please give a warm welcome to Queen Scarlett Michelle Mason!” Thatcher announces. The townspeople nod and shout happily on Thatcher’s announcement. As I approach Thatcher, something by the right tower catches my eye. As I turn my head to see what it is, I notice Lestat starting to heading towards us before stopping himself. His eyes fill up with tears before he disappears once again. Every ounce of me wants to rush over to him and hold him in my arms and embrace the pain away, but I know that I can’t. I have to go through with this horrible nightmare. At least until we can figure out if I’m sired to him or not. Putting his arm around my waist, Thatcher nudges me towards the front of the balcony. “My dear people, I give you, Queen Scarlett! All hail to your Queen of Blue Haven!” Thatcher shouts and applauds. “Here’s to the Queen!” one of the villagers shouts. “Here, here!” the townspeople shout and applause at my appearance.
Thatcher leans over and tenderly kisses me, “Don’t worry darling, I’ll take care of the child. He or she will never hurt us.” Locking my eyes on his I say, Maybe I’ll give you another chance and make everything up to you later. Perhaps a quiet dinner for just the two of us?” I propose. “Majesty, Lady Farah is here to see you,” one of the guards announces. Rolling my eyes and leaning back into my throne I reply, “Please, show her in.” The guard gives a bow before opening the door, allowing Farah to come through. “Your Majesties,” Farah says as she curtsies. “You may rise,” Thatcher says. “Thank you, Majesty. My Queen, I have some news for you I think you might find of some interest. May I speak freely?” Farah says slyly. Thatcher raises a brow and hangs his head in disbelief as I look at her curiously, and tell her that she may before she continues. “Majesty, the news I have you might find disturbing, but I think you have the right to know. Your King- your husband Thatcher and I have been having an affair. I’ve visited his chambers many times now, and you should know that I’m with child. The baby is indeed his. He has even asked me to be his mistress even though your memories have returned to you,” Farah says smiling sweetly. “That’s a lie!” Thatcher yells. “I’ll handle this darling,” I reply before getting up from my throne. Heading over to Farah, I place my hands on her swollen belly. Listening closely, faintly I can hear a tiny heart beating at a fast pace. Looking towards Thatcher I say, “I-It’s true! Did you know about this!?” Glancing at me, Thatcher’s looks down at the floor and avoids my question. “You will answer the question! Now I’ll ask once again. Did you know about this!?” I shout frustratedly. “Majesty, the answer is right here. Our contract in his own hand,” Farah says before handing me the scroll.
After reading over the contract, I hand it back to Farah and shake my head in disbelief. “You! I trusted you! To think I actually was thinking about making things right! Asking her to be your mistress, and hiding her child!? A child you’re the father of!? You disgust me! Did you really think when I found out I would be ok with this!? That we could just pick up where we left off before you left Brendlewood!?” I continue to shout. Silence spreads the room, enough to where you can hear a pin drop. “Damn it, Thatcher! Answer me!” I scream. “Everything she’s saying is a lie!” he says. “So you mean to tell me everything she just told me is a lie!? The proof is right here in my hand! I saw you! I saw the two of you together before I gained my memories back. You were in your study embracing her in a kiss!” I yell. Turning towards Farah I shout, “As for you! You’re lucky I’m not a vampire right now because I would rip your heart out and crush it with my bare hands!” Throwing my crown and wedding ring at Thatcher, I rush to his chambers. “Shelly! Wait! he calls out, but I ignore him and keep going. “We’ll talk about this later,” Thatcher tells Farah with clenched teeth before running after me. “Are you really going to let her talk to me that way!?” Farah calls out, but Thatcher ignores her. Slowly entering his chambers he finds me standing by the fireplace. “Shel…I-” he begins but I quickly interject. Folding my arms I say, “Why don’t you try telling me the truth for once!” “The truth is, I’ve been trying to stop thinking about you, and I can’t. Stay with me Shel, and I promise everything with Farah will stop. I’ll even send her away if that will show you how much I love you,” Thatcher replies.
Frustratedly I try to walk away as Thatcher tries to grab me by the arm, and I quickly snatch it out of his grasp. What do you think you’re doing! Keep your hands off of me!” I shout and turn to walk away again. “Don’t turn your back on me!” Thatcher yells. “I should’ve turned my back on you ages ago!” I retort. “Why are you so mad? It’s not like you weren’t messing around with that so-called ex-husband of yours! Exactly what are you so afraid of, Shel?” You! I’m afraid of you!” I shout. “What have I done to make you so afraid of me, and what can I do make it all better?” Thatcher gently asks. Rolling my eyes I reply, “Do I really have to spell out exactly what you did!? To really top it all off, just like your father, you’re a hunter! But yet you ask me why I’m afraid of you!? Do I need to remind you that you hid a big part of your life from me!?” “What exactly do you want from me!? An apology? Shel, all I can say is I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’ve tried breaking it off with Farah, but she wouldn’t listen. She threatened to come forward and tell you everything if I didn’t stay with her while you were a vampire just so she could see you possibly turn me. When you regained your memories I told her I was going to come clean with you. She then hit me over the head with a vase, and knocked me out cold,” Thatcher explains. “I really don’t know what to believe anymore! I can’t do this Thatcher. I need some time alone to think things through. You’ve lied and cheated on me! I have always been completely honest with you. Don’t come after me! I’m done with this conversation!” I scoff before leaving the room and heading to my chambers. “Oh come on Shel! We can work things out!” I hear Thatcher shout before punching the door. ‘Ugh! I can’t believe him! Does he actually think all of those things are forgivable?’ I think to myself. Gently turning the door handle, the door creaks and I enter my chambers.
Pacing back and forth I think, ‘Work things out! Has he gone crazy? There’s nothing more to work out! He’s shamed me in front of the whole court, and made me the laughing stock in front of the entire kingdom! After a few moments of pondering on what to do, I decide to step out onto the balcony to get a breath of fresh air. The night is crystal clear, with a million stars in the sky glittering like diamonds. A gentle warm breeze greets me, and I take a moment to gaze up at the brilliant night sky. The sound of the ocean’s waves can be heard crashing along the shore in the distance, and my mind wonders off about what Lestat is doing at this very moment. Since he left me earlier, I feel as if there’s a hole inside of me, an emptiness that burns. Glancing up at the brilliant full moon, all I can think about is him, and how I would give anything to be wrapped in his gentle embrace right now. When I’m enveloped in his arms, I feel safe and loved, and time just seems to lay down at a standstill. I miss him so much that it hurts. Is this the sire bond he was referring to or is the love I have burning for him a fantasy? It’s hard to say because it feels so very real to me. Tears stream down my rosy cheeks before heading back inside. As I close the balcony door behind me, a gentle knock disturbs me from my thoughts. “Come in,” I call out and Lady Gemina enters the room. “I’ve just come up to dress you for the night before heading to bed myself Milady,” Lady Gemina says.
Smiling slightly, I give her a nod in agreement and she helps me out of my gown and into my nightgown. “Will that be all Milady, or would you like a nice cup of hot tea before bed?” she asks. “That will be all for the night,” I reply. Lady Gemina gives a little curtsy before leaving the room. Plopping down onto the bed, my thoughts begin to race and I cry myself to sleep. “Maybe she’s dead?” I hear Lady Hester say disturbing me from my slumber. Elbowing her in the side, Lady Gemina replies, “Stupid! She’s already dead! How much more dead can you get than being a Vampire or Lanterian you idiot!?” “W-What’s the meaning of this?” I ask before sitting on the edge of my bed trying not to stifle a giggle. “Quickly standing straight, the two ladies say in a stutter, “W-W-We have been trying to wake you for hours Milady. We were beginning to worry that you might not wake up.” “What time is it?” I ask wiping the sleep from my eyes. “It’s 2:30pm Majesty. We’ve tried waking you several times for breakfast. We’ve been instructed to make sure you have this when you wake,” Lady Gemina says as she hands me a blood bag. “Thank you. Will you be helping me dress, or shall I do it myself?” I ask curiously laying the bag on the bed beside me. Giving a little curtsy, Lady Hester says, “Sorry Milady! I’ll get your gown right away.” As she turns to head over to the closet, she bumps into Lady Gemina who already has my gown in her hands. “Clumsy! Watch where you’re going!” Lady Gemina shouts as she thumps Lady Hester in the head with a shoe.
I shake my head in disbelief at the two morons who are preparing me for the day before saying, “I can take it from here. You’re free to go.” Lady Gemina lays my gown and shoes on the bed before the two give a curtsy and leave the room. After they shut the door behind them, I plop back onto my bed and grab a pillow to muffle my laughter. ‘What on earth was wrong with those two? I’ve never witnessed such idiocy in my entire life!’ I think to myself. After dressing myself, I sit at my dresser drinking the contents of the bag Lady Gemina handed me earlier. “Knock, knock,” My mother calls out as she enters the room. After drinking the last of the delicious liquid, I sit the empty bag on the dresser before my mother approaches me with a slight frown. “Your father and I never wanted this lifestyle for you. We were thrilled when you turned on your eighteenth birthday to find out you took after the Fae more than the vampire. I’m sorry Carolin did all of those awful things to you. She used to be a dear friend of mine. When your father and I heard she had a son, we were more than happy to have her as our ally. We even hoped you and Lestat would fall head over heels for each other. Sadly, things didn’t work out with him either,” Natalia rambles on. “Oh my gosh! What time is it mother?” I ask. Glancing at the clock she replies, “It’s only 4:00pm. Do you have plans with Thatcher?” she inquires as she placed my brush back in its’ drawer. Springing from my seat I reply, “Lestat! I have to find him!” I say before rushing out of the room.
As I round the corner, I peer into Thatcher’s study to find him at his desk. Gently knocking at the door I call out, “May I come in?” Glancing up at me from the documents he’s reading, he rises from his chair. “I didn’t think you would ever speak to me again after what happened last night,” Thatcher says. “I still haven’t forgiven you for what you have done. May I speak freely?” I ask. “Of course,” he replies as he gestures for me to take a seat before sitting back in his chair. I take a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk before saying, “I was actually thinking about apologizing to you for everything I did when I had lost my memories. But then I realized, why should I be sorry for something I had no control over? You had control over your actions. You made the bad decisions. I didn’t force you to do those things. As for Kristen compelling you to do with you as she saw fit, I can forgive that. But as for what happened with Farah, I’m sorry but that’s unforgivable. Whether she pursued you first or however it happened, you had the choice to turn her down, but you didn’t. You went right along with her escapade. I didn’t come here to pick a fight with you. I came here to tell you that I’ve come to a decision of what I want, and what I want is a divorce.” “Oh come on Shel! I didn’t mean for anything to happen with Farah. She saw that I was feeling down and I took comfort in her arms. That’s all that happened in that situation. There’s no love for her in my heart. I’ve already promised you that it will never happen again. What more do you want?” Thatcher retorts.
For starters, I want a husband who isn’t a liar and a cheat. One who won’t allow others to pursue him. One who’s honest, loyal and true. As for you, none of those things suit you! There’s no sense of trying to talk me out of this. I have already made up my mind!” I reply and head to Lestat’s chambers. Opening his bedroom door, I find Lestat nowhere in sight, but a male figure stands with his arms crossed, looking out of the window. “We have much to discuss Princess Debenshire,” the strange man says turning towards me and gazes at me coldly. Looking at him curiously I ask, “Is there something I can help you with? A-Are you searching for someone?” “I have been searching for you, daughter of the light,” he replies. As he approaches me, his chestnut hair and warm amber eyes glisten in the candlelight. “Stay back! That’s far enough!” I yell as he reaches the fireplace. Ignoring my demands, he continues his course and stops in front of me. “Do you have any idea who I am, Majesty?” the stranger asks. “I have no idea who you are, and if you try anything, I’ll scream!” I reply. “You really have no idea who I am, do you? My name is Alderan. I’m sure your injured vampire friend told you all about me,” he says in a cold tone. “Merlin’s great-grandson,” I mumble. “That vampire friend you’re talking about was my stepmother! How could you be so cold and cruel to someone who came to you for help?” I scold. “You better watch your tongue Majesty. I still hold your life in my hands and I can choose if you live or die!” he berates.
Suddenly, a cloud of turquoise smoke appears behind Alderan. As the smoke clears, a beautiful young slender woman stands. Her soft curly midnight hair is pulled together on the side and hung over her shoulder. As she approaches us, her perfect porcelain skin shines in the candlelight, and her dazzling blue eyes gaze at us with curiosity. “Who-Who are you?” I cautiously ask. “I am Odessa, wife of Alderan, and sorceress of the realm,” she explains smiling sweetly. Clearing his throat Alderan says, “My Great Grandfather was promised that the daughter of the light would mary one of his descendants. That promise has been broken! Scarlett and her people must be punished!” he says angrily. “Now dear, we married for love, we weren’t forced! Don’t you think these people have been through enough? Perhaps we should allow them to follow their hearts?” Odessa adds. “No! My Great Grandfather saved her mother’s life, and in return one of her daughters, if she were to have any, were to marry one of his descendants. Which clearly she has not,” Alderan shouts. “That’s where you’re wrong! I kept that promise and married King Thatcher, but now I want a divorce. He’s been lying and cheating on me since Farah came into the picture. I’m just done with this whole situation, and I don’t really wanna go into full detail,” I explain. “I don’t care what he’s done, or what you want. You’re the daughter of the light, and your mother made a promise to my Great Grandfather. You can’t just take it upon yourself to back out of it!
As long you live, you will honor the vows to your marriage!” He shouts. Silence spreads the room before Odessa begins to speak. “Darling, I think you’re going about this the wrong way!” she says. “Nonsense woman! I know-” he begins but Odessa quickly interjects. Putting her index finger to her lips, she motions for him to be quiet and listen. After five minutes of listening to silence, I roll my eyes before Alderan says, “I think you’re going, crazy woman! I don’t hear a damn thing!” “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you! She doesn’t have a heartbeat or any other signs of life,” Odessa explains. Turning towards me she asks, “What are you, my dear?” “I-I’m a Lanterian. Princess Kristen killed me while I was in a coma, and I turned into a vampire while I had vampire blood in my system. Queen Charlotte and Prince Lestat saved me and helped me become a Lanterian. So you see, I’m useless to the Lycans and Vampires now,” I clarify. “You’re still among the living. You will remain with Thatcher until death do you part,” Alderan demands. “Darling, to be fair, she’s already dead, and she did marry the King. If the King has proven to be untrue to his vows, I say we let her out of the marriage and allow her to marry whoever she chooses,” Odessa says. Taking the folded contract Farah gave me from my pocket, I hand it over to Odessa. “What is this?” she asks curiously. “It’s the contract between King Thatcher and his mistress. When you unfold it, you’ll see that it’s clearly written in his own hand and was sealed with his family ring,” I explain. Odessa looks over the contract carefully before opening and reading it. Gasping, she hands the document to Alderan. After reading Thatcher’s contract, his amber eyes lock on mine before saying, “It seems to me that you have done your part and even kept your promise to my family,” he says. Retrieving a rolled up piece of paper from his pouch, he unravels it and holds it up. “This is the contract your parents signed,” he says as he shows me the document.
“Why are you showing me this?” I ask curiously. The door creaks open once again, and this time Thatcher enters the room before Alderan gets to answer my question. “What is the meaning of this intrusion!? Who are you and what are you doing in my kingdom unannounced!?” Thatcher shouts. Rolling his eyes, and coldly gazing at the King, Alderan says, “I think you very well know who I am. You were just listening to everything outside of the door, were you not?” A few moments of awkward silence spread between the two before Thatcher says, “I-I simply heard strange voices coming from this room and I was just investigating to see who could possibly be rummaging through Lestat’s quarters.” Turning her attention to Thatcher Odessa scolds, “Liar! You followed your wife to this room. I bet you were hoping to catch her and Lestat together so you could have your guards take her away for treason! Weren’t you!?” “No! I would never do that! I love her…I’ve always loved her and I would never do anything to hurt her!” Thatcher retorts. “What of this contract Queen Scarlet has just shown us? Seems to me you weren’t thinking clearly…or perhaps you were thinking. Clearly thinking with the wrong head!” “I-I didn’t mean for that to happen. Farah came to me in a moment of weakness. I called off everything because I just want my child to be safe,” Thatcher replies.
“Nonsense! This contract is written in your hand, is it not!? Do I need to read aloud what this piece of paper states!?” Thatcher hangs his head down in defeat before saying, “No…you don’t have to do that. I’m just trying to make things right with Shelly.” Odessa raises her left hand and points it at Thatcher. and he suddenly begins floating up in the air, as little beams of light circle around him. Slowly he falls back to the floor and his clothing plops back on top of him. “Then you clearly are the swine of this realm!” Odessa shouts. Slowly and cautiously I begin pulling the clothing off of his body hoping to just find that he just disappeared, but only a pig remains. Gasping in disbelief I manage to inquire, “You…You turned him into a pig?” “I’d say that measly farm animal suits him perfectly! Here stands King Thatcher, King of the pigs!” Odessa laughs. “B-But who will run this kingdom without him?” I carefully question. “You are a Queen are you not?” Odessa inquires. I give a little nod, carefully not to make her any angrier than she already is. “Then you will be in charge of the Kingdom. After all, you are still the Queen of Blue Haven until after your divorce,” Odessa says. “That’s nonsense. How can I be a Queen without a King?” I question. “The King has indeed committed adultery and has threatened an innocent life. I will turn Thatcher back into his human form, but there will be certain consequences when he returns to the throne,” Alderan adds. “What kind of consequences?” I ask. “I can’t give you any more information. I’m afraid I’ve already said enough,” Alderan replies.
Waving his right hand below the paper, the document catches fire before Alderan replies, “The contract is invalid, void, and has never existed from this day forth.” Crossing my arms I ask, “What exactly is that supposed to mean?” Rolling his eyes Alderan replies, “It means you’re free to marry whoever you choose and get a divorce if you shall please. Even if it is that…creature of the night of yours you should want to marry.” “I-I’m free?” I say smiling slightly?” “Yes my dear, you’re free from the contract your parents signed so long ago!” Odessa assures. Pointing her hand at the pig on the floor, Thatcher returns to his human form. “The information my husband has given you cannot be spoken about to anyone,” Odessa says. “But why can’t I tell anyone?” I question. “Come darling. Lets head home,” Alderan says extending his arm. Odessa smiles widely and accepts his arm before the two disappear before telling me why I can’t tell anyone what I just heard. Grabbing a nearby blanket, I wrap it around Thatcher and lead him into his quarters. After helping him to his bed, I quietly leave the room and head to my chambers to ponder on the information I was just given. Stepping out onto the balcony and gazing up at the stars I pray, “I know there’s a God who is listening to me, and see’s my pain. I can’t go on like this with Thatcher. How can I possibly love a King who has become so cold and cruel? He’s committed adultery, lied, and cheated on me with a woman who is now carrying his baby. I’m the laughing stock of the entire kingdom! I thought I loved him, but he has shown his true colors. I’m in love with another but I can’t truly be his when I’m married to another. Please help me and give me your guidance.” The gentle wind blows through my hair, and I get a strange feeling as if someone has been listening. I give a little shrug and head back inside where I turn in for the night.