I knew Mary would run to Lestat. I knew it. And I didn’t mind one bit, Lestat is like the bratty kid in the family who everyone simply adores. Lestat told me she would be spending a few days in New York, alone. I respected that, as much as I wanted to run after her, and just waited. And waited. I needed her like mortals need air to breathe. Mary had become much more than just my muse, she was smart, sassy, and had grown strong. I wanted nothing more than to keep her close.
Finally, she sent word she would be coming back to Sosaria. So I dressed in my best suit and made way for the portal in Umbra. I waited for her all day. I wanted my face to be the first thing she saw as she stepped through. And when she did… she was back to her natural blonde hair, dressed in a sexy little black dress looking very much like the rock star she is, some might even say she looks like a movie star. To me, she made me forget to breathe — quite literally.
Our eyes locked and it was all she wrote as we desperately fell into each other’s arms. I knew at that very moment, this woman would be mine for the rest of whatever eternity we both would share. That I could make her happy, that I could be her husband fully without reservation, that Pandora would respect this for once, for the first time in her life, that these two women would shape every decision I made on behalf of my family. Oh how much power they had. Pandora knew it, Mary would now learn it. The three of us would rule supreme.
I felt a peace, a peace that I so longed to feel in the last few weeks since news of the Draconians settling here broke, a peace I now knew I’d only ever feel in their arms — Pandora and Mary. We’ve become the new Trinity.
