Post by dragonfan on Feb 13, 2007 17:13:11 GMT -5
Before Stephan had left Nick’s loft to head back to his hotel and his meetings there, both Tracy and Natalie had shown up and accepted his offer to make them ladies in waiting. Natalie had then requested a private meeting to explain what she wanted as her boon. He had sent Nick on ahead to the hotel and Tracy on her way to her work so that he could grant Natalie the privacy she asked for. After they had left Natalie had played her tape for him; including Nick’s tearful confession of how much he did love her and how he couldn’t let her die at LaCroix’s hands.
“I want you to free Nick and Janette from LaCroix. They should not have to put up with this sort of thing. I know LaCroix arranged for Nick to kill women he’s loved before. He made the agreement but he refuses to play by its spirit. He uses it to torment Nick over and over again. Janette is only a little better off. She’s 1,000 years old but she still has to obey his slightest whim. Please break the bond of Master and Child between Lucien LaCroix and Nick Knight and Janette DuCharme. That is what I ask as my boon, freedom for them from their master.”
Stephan had learned enough about the doctor to realize just how difficult this request was for her and why. She wanted freedom for her friend and the man she loved, but she did not want to kill anyone. And if LaCroix died from her request she would see herself as a murder. But it was something she was willing to do as long as they were granted release from their master.
‘Why did this mean so much to her?’ he wondered as he landed on the balcony of his hotel suite. ‘If it was only because she loved Nick and wanted him free to love her then she would not have included Janette in her request.’ He barely took notice of the note that Michelle had left for him telling him that she knew he would be busy all evening so she was going out to run errands and would be back after midnight.
‘She kept saying freedom. That seems to be the key. She wants them to be free of LaCroix’s demands and his right to abuse them.’ Although fledgling/child abuse was frowned on, it wasn’t against the Code and most likely never would be. He had far too radical a change to ram through the Code to do anything about that.
He noted that someone had done some subtle rearranging to the furniture in the main room of his suite. It now resembled a throne room as closely as it was going to get. Nick was standing behind and to one side of the only chair in the room. And kneeling before it was every Enforcer in the city. It was a much larger group than normal. Every Enforcer was bound to the king by a fledgling bond, no matter who had actually brought him or her across. They had all felt his father’s death and had only been waiting for the call to pledge themselves to the new king.
Stephan had prepared himself for this moment, feeding heavily from the Bloodstone. This was his first true act as King. He handed Nick his coat and sat down in the chair. He was wearing his t-shirt instead of one of his usual sweaters so that his arms would be bare. He stretched them out and placed his wrists in the waiting hands of the Enforcers. He didn’t so much as twitch as one by one each Enforcer fed from him. As they did so, Stephan forged the fledgling bonds and he learned that not only were these all the Enforcers in the city, they were all the Enforcers left.
The rest had walked into the sunrise rather than serve Radu. It was only this group that had faith that Stephan would be able to take the throne from his mad brother. It was a humbling experience for Stephan. These people weren’t just loyal to him because he was the king; they were loyal because they believed in him. It also gave him the idea of how to grant Natalie’s request without killing LaCroix.
This was one of the marks of the king, to be able to snap fledgling bonds and forge them with someone who already had an active fledgling bond with someone else. But more than Enforcers had fledgling bonds with the king. The Royal Guard did as well. There hadn’t been a need for a Royal Guard since his grandfather’s time, but with so few Enforcers creating Royal Guardsmen would ensure that the Enforcers would focus on their jobs and not on protecting him.
It would also let Lucien live if he chose Nick and Janette as Guardsmen. They were a logical choice as they had been his and his mother’s protectors when he had been a child. He could kill several birds with one stone by doing this. Lucien would be in his debt, he would gain the guards that he wanted, he would be granting Natalie’s boon and he would be able to teach Nick the things that LaCroix hadn’t; which was something that had chaffed at him for centuries. For now though, it was time to get to work. When the last Enforcer finished feeding, he turned to the Captain of the Enforcers, “Demitri, bring me the Archivist.”
Aristotle was nervous. It wasn’t as though he didn’t know young Stephan. ‘King Stephan, he’s the King now!’ he reminded himself. But he didn’t know what Stephan had in mind for the Purge. Purges were nervous times for all vampires, even those who had what would normally be secure positions like him. He stood up as Demitri walked out of the King’s suite and gestured him in.
He walked into the suite and knelt at King Stephan’s feet next to Demitri. He could see that the young king was as pale as death. With as many Enforcers as there were in the room if the boy had fed and bonded with them all, it was amazing that he could even sit upright. “Aristotle, have you completed the census that my father commanded?”
“Yes sire, it is here,” he held up the briefcase that held both a laptop and a series of disks.
“Demitri, how many times have we come close to being discovered in the last decade?”
“One thousand, five hundred and fifty eight times Your Majesty.”
“You all know that your work has increased every year, but I don’t think you have all known the extent of the problem. We are averaging ten times a month that a vampire comes close to being discovered or actually is discovered. It is no longer a question of keeping our race a secret. The question is when will we be discovered by the entire mortal world?” Stephan paused to let that settle into their minds.
“When it happens it must be we who control it. It must be under our terms, not the mortals. The worst has already happened. They already know how to destroy us and now they have a new weapon, the Fever. It would not take much for them to design another virus that will kill us all. Dr. Lambert saved us and it is her research that has provided us with a way to control how the mortals see us. To the mortal world vampirism will be nothing more than, under the proper conditions, a highly contagious genetic virus. By making our people something that they can understand and most importantly feel slightly superior to, they will have no reason to start the hunts once more.
“Do not misunderstand me. I personally couldn’t care less what they think of us, but the welfare of my people come first. We will be discovered and I must take every advantage I can to make sure that my people survive this situation. When the mortals discover us there will be no place to hide. Their new technologies will see to that. That means The Code must change and you must Purge our people of those that will cause me more problems with the mortals than I can handle. I must do every thing I can to prevent the wide scale hunting of our people by the mortals.
“The Archive is now open to the Council of Elders, the Captain of the Enforcers, the Captain of the Royal Guard and me. Demitri, Aristotle take the census and find those who are mad, those who cannot stop killing, those who torture or torment mortals in ways that break the mortals laws and those who cannot live in peace with mortals. You have four nights. At the first hour of Sunday, the Purge begins.”
“Dismissed,” Nick snapped and the Enforcers left, dragging Aristotle with them. “All right, Stephan. You need to feed and lay flat for a while. Up you go,” he said as he carried Stephan to the bedroom.
“Michelle will be back soon,” Stephan muttered. Nick laid the exhausted vampire on the queen sized bed. Stephan hadn’t been the only one to prepare for tonight. He knew that the Bloodstone would not be enough to help Stephan recover from the blood loss binding the Enforcers to him had caused. Stephan would need a large volume of blood and Nick had brought a case from LaCroix’s personal supply to the hotel. While it was admittedly a petty jab at his master, Nick also knew that it was the best blood available and he would give his king nothing less.
Swiftly he uncorked a bottle and set it beside the bed. Then he climbed in behind Stephan and pulled him into a reclining position against Nick’s chest. From there it was an easy task to carefully dribble blood into Stephan’s mouth. It wasn’t long before Stephan was draining the bottle in large gulps. “Easy, Stephan, easy,” Nick soothed. “It’s not going anywhere.”
“You can drink slowly when you’ve been nearly drained dry,” Stephan griped but he did take more time with the second bottle and the third. Then he heard the door to the suite open. “Michelle, she’s back. Let me up! I don’t want her to see me like this!” Stephan hissed at Nick.
“Stop that! You still haven’t had enough blood and you need to spend the rest of the night resting.” ‘Or at least that’s what I’m going to tell anyone who tries to see him for the rest of the night,’ Nick told himself. He knew what Michelle had planned and he was going to make sure that they had both the time and the privacy they needed. He would also make sure that Stephan didn’t make a stupid mistake by not drinking enough blood to replace what he had lost.
“Stephan, I’m sorry I’m late,” Michelle trailed to a stop when she was Stephan and Nick on the bed. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I’m fine,” Stephan insisted. But he was still weak enough that Nick had no trouble holding him down.
“He will be fine my lady. He just needs to replace the blood he lost bonding with the Enforcers tonight. I’ll make sure that the two of you get plenty of time to, rest before sunrise.” Nick handed Stephan another bottle. “Make sure he drinks all of this tonight my lady.”
Michelle caught both the slight pause and wink Nick gave her from behind Stephan’s head. ‘So they were going to be, resting, while Stephan recovered,’ she thought. ‘At least Nick was far more subtle than Lillian had been.’ She remembered the time her friend had simply blurted out to their friend Mara that she and Michelle would leave her and her boyfriend alone so they could have s*x. “I’ll make sure he has plenty,” she simply said. Nick eased out from behind Stephan, bowed to them both and left.
“I don’t need to be coddled,” Stephan grumbled.
“Of course you don’t,” Michelle agreed and then held up one of the bags her shopping was in. “But perhaps you could drink your blood while I try on what I bought?” Seeing the label, Stephan quickly agreed.
“I want you to free Nick and Janette from LaCroix. They should not have to put up with this sort of thing. I know LaCroix arranged for Nick to kill women he’s loved before. He made the agreement but he refuses to play by its spirit. He uses it to torment Nick over and over again. Janette is only a little better off. She’s 1,000 years old but she still has to obey his slightest whim. Please break the bond of Master and Child between Lucien LaCroix and Nick Knight and Janette DuCharme. That is what I ask as my boon, freedom for them from their master.”
Stephan had learned enough about the doctor to realize just how difficult this request was for her and why. She wanted freedom for her friend and the man she loved, but she did not want to kill anyone. And if LaCroix died from her request she would see herself as a murder. But it was something she was willing to do as long as they were granted release from their master.
‘Why did this mean so much to her?’ he wondered as he landed on the balcony of his hotel suite. ‘If it was only because she loved Nick and wanted him free to love her then she would not have included Janette in her request.’ He barely took notice of the note that Michelle had left for him telling him that she knew he would be busy all evening so she was going out to run errands and would be back after midnight.
‘She kept saying freedom. That seems to be the key. She wants them to be free of LaCroix’s demands and his right to abuse them.’ Although fledgling/child abuse was frowned on, it wasn’t against the Code and most likely never would be. He had far too radical a change to ram through the Code to do anything about that.
He noted that someone had done some subtle rearranging to the furniture in the main room of his suite. It now resembled a throne room as closely as it was going to get. Nick was standing behind and to one side of the only chair in the room. And kneeling before it was every Enforcer in the city. It was a much larger group than normal. Every Enforcer was bound to the king by a fledgling bond, no matter who had actually brought him or her across. They had all felt his father’s death and had only been waiting for the call to pledge themselves to the new king.
Stephan had prepared himself for this moment, feeding heavily from the Bloodstone. This was his first true act as King. He handed Nick his coat and sat down in the chair. He was wearing his t-shirt instead of one of his usual sweaters so that his arms would be bare. He stretched them out and placed his wrists in the waiting hands of the Enforcers. He didn’t so much as twitch as one by one each Enforcer fed from him. As they did so, Stephan forged the fledgling bonds and he learned that not only were these all the Enforcers in the city, they were all the Enforcers left.
The rest had walked into the sunrise rather than serve Radu. It was only this group that had faith that Stephan would be able to take the throne from his mad brother. It was a humbling experience for Stephan. These people weren’t just loyal to him because he was the king; they were loyal because they believed in him. It also gave him the idea of how to grant Natalie’s request without killing LaCroix.
This was one of the marks of the king, to be able to snap fledgling bonds and forge them with someone who already had an active fledgling bond with someone else. But more than Enforcers had fledgling bonds with the king. The Royal Guard did as well. There hadn’t been a need for a Royal Guard since his grandfather’s time, but with so few Enforcers creating Royal Guardsmen would ensure that the Enforcers would focus on their jobs and not on protecting him.
It would also let Lucien live if he chose Nick and Janette as Guardsmen. They were a logical choice as they had been his and his mother’s protectors when he had been a child. He could kill several birds with one stone by doing this. Lucien would be in his debt, he would gain the guards that he wanted, he would be granting Natalie’s boon and he would be able to teach Nick the things that LaCroix hadn’t; which was something that had chaffed at him for centuries. For now though, it was time to get to work. When the last Enforcer finished feeding, he turned to the Captain of the Enforcers, “Demitri, bring me the Archivist.”
Aristotle was nervous. It wasn’t as though he didn’t know young Stephan. ‘King Stephan, he’s the King now!’ he reminded himself. But he didn’t know what Stephan had in mind for the Purge. Purges were nervous times for all vampires, even those who had what would normally be secure positions like him. He stood up as Demitri walked out of the King’s suite and gestured him in.
He walked into the suite and knelt at King Stephan’s feet next to Demitri. He could see that the young king was as pale as death. With as many Enforcers as there were in the room if the boy had fed and bonded with them all, it was amazing that he could even sit upright. “Aristotle, have you completed the census that my father commanded?”
“Yes sire, it is here,” he held up the briefcase that held both a laptop and a series of disks.
“Demitri, how many times have we come close to being discovered in the last decade?”
“One thousand, five hundred and fifty eight times Your Majesty.”
“You all know that your work has increased every year, but I don’t think you have all known the extent of the problem. We are averaging ten times a month that a vampire comes close to being discovered or actually is discovered. It is no longer a question of keeping our race a secret. The question is when will we be discovered by the entire mortal world?” Stephan paused to let that settle into their minds.
“When it happens it must be we who control it. It must be under our terms, not the mortals. The worst has already happened. They already know how to destroy us and now they have a new weapon, the Fever. It would not take much for them to design another virus that will kill us all. Dr. Lambert saved us and it is her research that has provided us with a way to control how the mortals see us. To the mortal world vampirism will be nothing more than, under the proper conditions, a highly contagious genetic virus. By making our people something that they can understand and most importantly feel slightly superior to, they will have no reason to start the hunts once more.
“Do not misunderstand me. I personally couldn’t care less what they think of us, but the welfare of my people come first. We will be discovered and I must take every advantage I can to make sure that my people survive this situation. When the mortals discover us there will be no place to hide. Their new technologies will see to that. That means The Code must change and you must Purge our people of those that will cause me more problems with the mortals than I can handle. I must do every thing I can to prevent the wide scale hunting of our people by the mortals.
“The Archive is now open to the Council of Elders, the Captain of the Enforcers, the Captain of the Royal Guard and me. Demitri, Aristotle take the census and find those who are mad, those who cannot stop killing, those who torture or torment mortals in ways that break the mortals laws and those who cannot live in peace with mortals. You have four nights. At the first hour of Sunday, the Purge begins.”
“Dismissed,” Nick snapped and the Enforcers left, dragging Aristotle with them. “All right, Stephan. You need to feed and lay flat for a while. Up you go,” he said as he carried Stephan to the bedroom.
“Michelle will be back soon,” Stephan muttered. Nick laid the exhausted vampire on the queen sized bed. Stephan hadn’t been the only one to prepare for tonight. He knew that the Bloodstone would not be enough to help Stephan recover from the blood loss binding the Enforcers to him had caused. Stephan would need a large volume of blood and Nick had brought a case from LaCroix’s personal supply to the hotel. While it was admittedly a petty jab at his master, Nick also knew that it was the best blood available and he would give his king nothing less.
Swiftly he uncorked a bottle and set it beside the bed. Then he climbed in behind Stephan and pulled him into a reclining position against Nick’s chest. From there it was an easy task to carefully dribble blood into Stephan’s mouth. It wasn’t long before Stephan was draining the bottle in large gulps. “Easy, Stephan, easy,” Nick soothed. “It’s not going anywhere.”
“You can drink slowly when you’ve been nearly drained dry,” Stephan griped but he did take more time with the second bottle and the third. Then he heard the door to the suite open. “Michelle, she’s back. Let me up! I don’t want her to see me like this!” Stephan hissed at Nick.
“Stop that! You still haven’t had enough blood and you need to spend the rest of the night resting.” ‘Or at least that’s what I’m going to tell anyone who tries to see him for the rest of the night,’ Nick told himself. He knew what Michelle had planned and he was going to make sure that they had both the time and the privacy they needed. He would also make sure that Stephan didn’t make a stupid mistake by not drinking enough blood to replace what he had lost.
“Stephan, I’m sorry I’m late,” Michelle trailed to a stop when she was Stephan and Nick on the bed. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I’m fine,” Stephan insisted. But he was still weak enough that Nick had no trouble holding him down.
“He will be fine my lady. He just needs to replace the blood he lost bonding with the Enforcers tonight. I’ll make sure that the two of you get plenty of time to, rest before sunrise.” Nick handed Stephan another bottle. “Make sure he drinks all of this tonight my lady.”
Michelle caught both the slight pause and wink Nick gave her from behind Stephan’s head. ‘So they were going to be, resting, while Stephan recovered,’ she thought. ‘At least Nick was far more subtle than Lillian had been.’ She remembered the time her friend had simply blurted out to their friend Mara that she and Michelle would leave her and her boyfriend alone so they could have s*x. “I’ll make sure he has plenty,” she simply said. Nick eased out from behind Stephan, bowed to them both and left.
“I don’t need to be coddled,” Stephan grumbled.
“Of course you don’t,” Michelle agreed and then held up one of the bags her shopping was in. “But perhaps you could drink your blood while I try on what I bought?” Seeing the label, Stephan quickly agreed.