Samsons' pov
Our lives within the coven had returned to a steady normalcy. Emily would help the running of the household itself while I dealt with the dealings of our enterprises I was surprised at how much there was to do in one night I was extremely far behind due to the previous battle with my brother. At that front I also was adding to my load of work, Emily however I still saw it as a blessing as after she made sure everything was being taken care of for the running of the manor came in to assist me as did her father when he was not sulking off in secret, he could be found assisting me with the replies that we got from the other supernatural's we had asked to aid us against my brother's tyranny.
Every day I prayed to the goddess that my brother may yet see reason and surrender himself and though I knew it pointless I still asked. As much as I hated James for murdering our father he was still and always will be my brother. I wish I understood his reasoning behind all of it more and hadn't been so blind to his hatred of me. Thinking that mayhap if I had been closer to him and if I had known his troubles with me somehow, I could have prevented all this. I know that this train of thought would get me nowhere, however, so when it did come to the forefront of my mind, I pushed it down.
Knowing I never vilified my brother ever never purposely excluded him from my life. He and I were once the closest and best of friends, to think that all that was now gone. I felt I had lost too many family members at once my father my child and my brother in one fatal swoop. I would often find myself asking the Goddess if I deserved this if somehow my brother was right for what he was doing. Knowing I would never get an answer and knowing that what my brother wanted would never benefit the covens let alone any in the supernatural world. I knew I had to press on I had to stop him even if it meant goddess, please lord and lady help me..... killing my only brother.
My love for Emily grew with each passing day though she brought great distraction for me even though we hadn't made love in a while I loved just lying next to her and holding her in our sleep and when we were awake how she helped me and my mother run the coven house. Tonight, I thought to myself I have neglected her for too long. Tonight I will show her remind her of how much she means to me and how much I genuinely love her. I continued my work as I thought of what I could do for her to show her my appreciation and love for her. I know she hasn't had time to rest and enjoy anything in quite some time it then dawned on me I did not know much about her. What her favorite things to do were I had no idea.
I started to really think my lord and lady even though we are soul mates I know little about her other than her passion for life and family. I immediately knew I must fix this tonight I would make a date night. A game date night, it would be a game to help us discover each other and a way to become more aware of each other. I knew the perfect way to set it up. I looked at the time and saw it was already becoming late and knew if I wanted this to be perfect, I needed to get everything in place starting now.
Emilys' pov
I was gaining a routine in the coven and I liked it. I had a routine before and it had become my way of life and with all the chaos of the last few months finding a new routine and sticking to it was helping me. I had missed my old coworkers and from time to time thinking about how they were. I wasn't too bothered in losing them in my life however as I had mentally always prepared myself for such. I loved helping Samson when I could with the writing of the letters but now that we had sent all of them off and were really only waiting on reply's, I found that learning other routines from charlotte was not only a distraction from my grief but also, I like the task.
Every day we would check supplies and check finances for the donor payments and even review donor applicants. There were only two things that denied a donor applicant aids and cancer. Each applicant was sent to the coven doctor who checked them out and gave them a bill of health. Which then me and charlotte reviewed and approved or denied and then sent letters or called to inform the applicant. In which they would then be arranged to be sent for which I also took care of with charlottes help.
James pov
I hate that I was in an abandoned building while my mother had made it home as there was no real choice. We had sent out messages and thus far we got a reply from a goblin king agreeing with what I envisioned for the worlds' future. He had also sent some of his armies to help watch the place me and my mother now called home during the day. Many of the fellow vampires that had followed me were also grateful for this. Most all had followed for their hatred of humans and agreement with my view's others followed out of the hatred they had for my father.
My father had been a strict man and a cruel master of punishments when his laws had been broken. I had seen it first hand and at one point father wished me to be an enforcer. Someone to punish those who went against his will while I enjoyed torturing, I enjoyed doing so on my terms, not my father's. My father often would give me second chances I however would not have. I would have tortured till they died but no, no to inhumane my father told me. Besides if they were left to live it showed strength and mercy. Bah mercy what was that good for.
Now fear, fear, and respect were good for everything. They got the job done if people feared you, they obeyed you if they respected you, they listened to you and your demands. Carried them out promptly and efficiently too. What better way to rule a people, to protect them, and have them serve you?