Jessica had closed the door behind her as she had gone to work for another night after the Shifter Sam had called her in to cover for Arlene as she had suddenly decided to take the night off to be with Terry, once again. She had been very anxious to leave him alone after this had only been his second night alone in the manor since his out of the blue return the previous night. He knew that Jessica hated leaving him alone since he had regained some sort of stability from his Lilith intervention. As he heard the roar of the engine from her car quieten as she could no longer be heard as she was no longer in hearing range for him. She had told him that the fridge had been full stocked with True Blood from one of the day staff. Now that he had been re-instated as King of Louisiana since the demise of the Vampire Authority, which was yet to be known by the world and the human leaders. He wanted to keep that knowledge as quiet as possible to himself and also Eric. He knew once this knowledge became public, chaos would ensue and it would lead to the severe extinction of vampires that their weaknesses were also public knowledge.
As he scanned his office as he slowly paced his way over towards his desk that he once was accustomed to sitting at most nights, he was unfamiliar with it, vaguely remembering his business that he once conducted under this very roof. His home. A building with four walls that he struggled to call him home once again. To him this was not his home, a home held many loving and warming memories. This place held so many painful and regretful memories that stung his body to the core even trying to re-call them. Jessica had forgiven him for all his past grievances, he found that remarkable that he had created such a gracious being such as Jessica Hamby. He had yet to find the time to find Sookie, but he wanted to avoid that confrontation as much as possible due to their last meeting. But he knew eventually that the time would have to come and since his last meeting with Kiara did not end well, he considered avoiding it all together.
As he stood in front of his desk, his fingers tracing along the mahogany desk and began flicking through the unopened mail that laid piled high in the center of the desk. His eyes caught the sight of a cream envelope and he frowned at the delicate detailing. He pulled the envelope from the pile and opened it, his eyes scanning the contents and he looked on curiously. It was an invitation from Felipe De Castro.
He had not heard from Felipe De Castro or Victor Madden in many years and found it curious that they were contacting him now, he continued to read further as he mentioned guests. So more than one, he was unsure of what to do and knew that he had to contact Jessica. He walked around his desk and lifted the phone to his ear as he hit the speed dial button for Merlotte's. As it began to ring he waited for an answer
As he scanned his office as he slowly paced his way over towards his desk that he once was accustomed to sitting at most nights, he was unfamiliar with it, vaguely remembering his business that he once conducted under this very roof. His home. A building with four walls that he struggled to call him home once again. To him this was not his home, a home held many loving and warming memories. This place held so many painful and regretful memories that stung his body to the core even trying to re-call them. Jessica had forgiven him for all his past grievances, he found that remarkable that he had created such a gracious being such as Jessica Hamby. He had yet to find the time to find Sookie, but he wanted to avoid that confrontation as much as possible due to their last meeting. But he knew eventually that the time would have to come and since his last meeting with Kiara did not end well, he considered avoiding it all together.
As he stood in front of his desk, his fingers tracing along the mahogany desk and began flicking through the unopened mail that laid piled high in the center of the desk. His eyes caught the sight of a cream envelope and he frowned at the delicate detailing. He pulled the envelope from the pile and opened it, his eyes scanning the contents and he looked on curiously. It was an invitation from Felipe De Castro.
He had not heard from Felipe De Castro or Victor Madden in many years and found it curious that they were contacting him now, he continued to read further as he mentioned guests. So more than one, he was unsure of what to do and knew that he had to contact Jessica. He walked around his desk and lifted the phone to his ear as he hit the speed dial button for Merlotte's. As it began to ring he waited for an answer