The air was heavier than usual... I couldn't decide what was making me so nervous. I was so tough back at the Deli reassuring Russ I won't pull no strange shit. I wasn't going to back down on my brother's reputation.

Why am I freaking out? It's not like I am imprinting. It's strengthening generations to come. It's fulfilling destinies. That's what I wanted to do for the start. My brother rules while I rule in my own way.

I am not looking forward not being able to shift anymore or sharing a bed with a blood suckers; however, we are in circumstances I put myself in them very long time ago.

"You know, it's a woman right?". Alamar blurts out from behind me. I glance back at him with a raise eyebrow, "What?". He sighs at my confusion. An annoyed expression lingers on his lips before he repeats himself, "You're fiancee is a woman".

"Really?". A relief sigh escapes my lips knowing that I'll my favorite type of candy.

"Yeah, we know you like them chicks. Russ makes sure the Queen is a woman". I glance down at my nails stopping every process in my brain when I heard the word 'Queen'.

Holy shit! I am marrying THE QUEEN?? Like the Motherfucking Reckoning Queen?? Holy shit! HELL YEAH! Now this is so much worth it. Okay, I had better look my fucking best.

I betcha could convince her to murder Alamar. I'll be doing the pack members a favor if Alamar ends up dead for some unknown reason to anyone of us. We'll probably celebrate.

A grin forms on my lips while Alamar glances at me oddly, "Yeah.. the Queen. The Vampire Queen... I see now.. Well, I should go say goodbye to my mother on my way there". Alamar walks out taking his phone out, "Oh, hi ma! I wanted to c- Hey! What do you mean I never call you?? Well! That was because I didn't know how to cook rice. How was I supposed to know you put water in it?". Alamar screams at the phone trying to explain himself to his mother. She's screaming back trying to get the upper hand.

I sigh heavily looking myself over in the mirror. A simple white dress cover my delicate body just like my mom always says. She made this dress for me to wear at my meeting at Creak's house. It took her exactly 5 month to complete the dress then find every single adornment that goes with it plus the plums. It was a nice touch for her to make every little detail perfect for me.

This is going to be amazing. I am going to meet the Queen. The reckoning Queen. She is known even in these parts of the region. She united all the 11 Vampire families through blood and tears after the last Queen's death. I don't know the details of The Queen's Anger or the reasons for the bloody inquisition which happen before the treaty. I do know how many she murder by the people who thought it was smart to defy her in those times she gain the title Reckoning. It gain her so many fruits. Her people love her for uniting all the families; however, some others see the unity as a waste of resources. I don't believes no one wants to piss off the Queen by speaking their mind.

A sigh escapes my lips hoping I can learn more from the Queen about her past.

There is so much I don't know yet. I want to know the truth not just the bias thoughts of unaware hypocrites. I want to hear what happen from her own mouth. One which I won't mind kissing. I heard she is a beauty whom prefers troubles over dressing up. I want to see how she'll come to our meeting with a dress? Or lay back? If so I might be over dress. No one can tell a Queen what to wear not a Queen with that much power. She united 11 Vampire Families of Royal Blood. She has to much power for anyone to dare tell her what to do... I don't want to seem needy for power, but I can't hardly wait to rule by her side. That's what I'll love.

I am always cook up in the town unable to explore the regions. My brother is specific on what I can and cannot do; putting myself in danger is one of those can't do. I am well aware of the dangers of my mishaps. I have done enough to last me life's times. I have given much to give up now. All I want is to be strong and powerful enough on my own. That no one will tell me what to do. I want my independence.

I want to rule.
I want to see.

I believe I have to use my future fiancee to get where I want to be. It will be fine by me as long as she doesn't find out my true life intentions we'll be fine. All I have to do is smile and look pretty giving my thoughts on war relating things. She'll take my word for it or go find clear answers on her own. Doesn't matter either way I'll find a way out. It's better to be by her help and not on my own.