and looked directly at them. "There will be no need for that. I could never take her as a mate, she may hold my heart and soul in her hands but she will never be mine."
Lachlan stood up, along with Mehmet. This made Vlad’s already excited sense of self preservation and dignity more agitated. He had no idea what to expect. Lachlan began, “I’d like to speak if I may Cyrus. I know the woman he speaks of and I think he needs the permission. He's a good man. I doona know what he was like with Sophia in private, but I have seen him with the other. No one could mistake it for anathing other than pure and unconditional love. I know she loves him exactly the same way."
Cyrus sat thinking before he asked his next question. "How do you have these facts, Lachlan McCain? Do you speak with this woman?"
Lachlan knew this was going to raise a few eyebrows, but it was going to come out sooner or later. Now seemed like as good of a time as any. "Aye Cyrus I do. Every morning when we climb into bed together. See, she's my mate and she loves us both. Before ye ask, she's human. Both Vlad and I love her madly. So ye see he needs those documents signed." Cyrus spoke again, this time addressing Vlad, who was in shock after listening to Lachlan spill it all.
"I believe we all agree the dissolution was not your fault and yes we will give you the permission that you need to mate again. However since the human is already mated, you must choose another." Cyrus passed his judgement.
That’s when Mehmet, still standing, addressed the court. Vlad felt his stomach sink, fearing what the old Turk could possibly have to say. "Cyrus, if I may, Vlad can mate with Annalese should she choose him. Here," he pulled the ancient scrolls from his satchel, "are the Iscariot Parchments. Second to the last page reads 'And as a second mate is chosen to keep safe the home the first built, so as it is written, so it will be law'. Meaning not only can Annalese choose a second mate, but she can by law. A very old law, but law just the same. And you as the council must abide by the written law."
Floored by what he was hearing, Vlad turned to see her; Annalese was smiling with tears running down her cheeks. He knew they were happy tears, but Vlad hated seeing them, no matter what, her tears would always upset him.
Cyrus had one more round of questions, this time for Annalese. "Stand mate of Lachlan McCain and step forward." She did as she was asked, but before she was addressed Annalese was going to make sure they knew just who they were dealing with. "Tepes!" She said, loudly enough that they all could hear her clearly.
"Excuse me? You do realize you are speaking with the Vampire Council!" Cyrus spoke down to her, like she had no idea where she was or what they represented. That pissed her off. "Yes I realize, you think you're important, but guess what? I am important also. My name is Annalese McCain Tepes. Did you hear that last part, let me repeat it… Tepes! I am the Princess of Wallachia, mate to Lachlan, heir to the Dracul legacy, mother of the future Prince. Let us not forget future mate to Vlad Tepes who is honestly your King. That is who I am, now when you speak to me, address me properly and I will gladly answer your questions." Vlad, Lachlan and even Mehmet stared at her in shock. None of them had expected her to be quite so vocal.
The only female on the panel stood up. Oh shit , Vlad thought to himself. "Your highness,” The standing council member imparted, “please forgive my colleague, he tends to forget his manners. I have only one question for you if I may?"
"Of course, please ask anything you'd like." What she asked was the question of the century, and the entire room fell dead silent.
"When are you due? Never has pregnancy looked so good."
Oh crap, Annalese was hoping to save this for after, but now she had no choice. "I just found out before we arrived so the estimate is the end of October, I was hoping for Samhain."
Vlad looked at her,