Worthless...

It wasn't long after my trip from the Ever After that I was contacted by the Magister in Greece by way of letter. She informed me that Emanuel had died and I was to return to Greece and resume my place at the throne! Whirlwind of emotions went through me. I was angry that Emanuel had never made our divorce final, and upset that he'd met his final death. Though I felt no love for him any longer, I didn't wish him dead. But the most prevalent emotion I felt was disbelief that I was still considered the vampire Queen of Greece, when I no longer was a vampire.

I had planned on telling Severus about the letter on the day it came, but after he planned a romantic dinner on the roof, I chickened out. The evening was too perfect, and the setting too beautiful to waste on just disappointing news. So I kept it in. Then, when I went home the next day, I was attacked, kidnapped, knocked out and dragged off to a warehouse in Greece. I was awoken by a hideous vampire named Aniketos, and his magister, Malina. Bound by chains and sunk in a tank of water with only my head above it, I was helpless. Without a connection to the earth, I could not tap into a ley line. For three days...three long horrible days, Aniketos and Malina did unspeakable things to me. Tortured me, drank from me, beat me within an inch of my life, then forced me to drink Aniketos blood to heal, and bond me to him. Their plan was to force me to marry him, turn me back into a vampire, and then give him the title of King of Greece. I thought I would die. I begged to die. I wanted nothing more than each blow to the head, each bite to the neck, each broken bone, to just kill me. I cried for Memphis, and I cried for Severus... Three days I was tortured. On the night of the third day, Malina brought to me my sister, Kristin. Finally, I was broken. I bowed to them, letting them do what they wanted without fight. Malina performed the marriage ceremony in front of the vampires of Greece in the caste, and I was dragged away into my old bedroom I shared with Emanuel, prepared to be turned into a vampire, again.

And then it was as if my prayers had been answered. Memphis and Murphy teleported in, freeing me of my chains. Together, we staked Aniketos and Malina, and I pronounced Murphy King of Greece. He had saved my life, and Greece needed a ruler, so I saw him fit for the job. Memphis and I returned home, leaving Murphy in the castle.

His reign was short-lived however because no more than a day later, Emanuel returned to Greece, from an extended vacation. It seemed Aniketos and Malina were not prepared for this. Emanuel usurped Murphy, throwing him out of the castle. My torture, my pain, was for nothing...