All Together Dead (Original MM Art) (Sookie StackhouseTrue Blood) by Charlaine Harris

Author:Charlaine Harris
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Fantasy - Dark, Mystery & Detective - Women Sleuths, Vampires, Mystery & Detective, Horror, Waitresses, Contemporary, Fiction - Fantasy, Fiction, Fantasy, Women Sleuths, Telepathy, General, Louisiana, Occult & Supernatural, Fantasy - Contemporary, American Science Fiction And Fantasy
ISBN: 9780441019380
Publisher: Ace Trade
Published: 2007-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

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“Their formal robes,” Rasul murmured. Once again, he’d drifted to my side without me noticing. I jumped and saw a little smile twitch the corners of his generous mouth. To my left, Jake sidled a little closer to me, as if he were trying to hide from Rasul by concealing himself behind my body.

But I was more interested in this ceremony than I was in vampire one-upmanship. A giant ankh was the prop at the center of the group onstage. Off to one side, there was a table bearing two thick sheaves of paper with two plumed pens arranged between them. A female vampire was standing behind the table, and she was wearing a business suit with a knee-length skirt. Mr. Cataliades stood behind her, looking benevolent, his hands clasping each other across his belly.

Standing on the opposite side of the stage from the table, Quinn, my honey (whose background I was determined to learn pretty shortly), was still in his Aladdin’s genie outfit. He waited until the crowd’s murmur died to nothing and then he made a great gesture to stage right. A figure came up the steps and onto the platform. He was wearing a cloak of black velvet, and it was hooded. The hood was drawn well forward. The ankh symbol was embroidered in gold on the shoulders of the cloak. The figure took its position between Mississippi and Indiana, its back to the ankh, and raised its arms.

“The ceremony begins,” Quinn said. “Let all be silent and witness this joining.”

When someone tells a vampire to be quiet, you can be sure the silence is absolute. Vampires don’t have to fidget, sigh, sneeze, cough, or blow their nose like people do. I felt noisy just breathing.

The cloaked figure’s hood fell back. I sighed. Eric. His wheat-colored hair looked beautiful against the black of the cloak, and his face was solemn and commanding, which was what you want in an officiant.

“We are here to witness the joining of two kings,” he said, and every word carried to the corners of the room. “Russell and Bart have agreed, both verbally and by written covenant, to ally their states for a hundred years. For a hundred years, they may not marry any other. They may not form an alliance with any other, unless that alliance is mutually agreed and witnessed. Each must pay the other a conjugal visit at least once a year. The welfare of Russell’s kingdom shall come second only to his own in Bart’s sight, and the welfare of Bart’s kingdom shall come second only to his own in Russell’s sight. Russell Edgington, King of Mississippi, do you agree to this covenant?”

“Yes, I do,” Russell said clearly. He held out his hand to Bart.

“Bartlett Crowe, King of Indiana, do you agree to this covenant?”

“I do,” Bart said, and took Russell’s hand. Awwww.

Then Quinn stepped forward and knelt, holding a goblet under the joined hands, and Eric whipped out a knife and cut the two wrists with two movements too quick to separate.

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