As I've said on my Facebook Page, I'm publishing a spin-off to the Paranormal Public series! The first book in the series is titled Iron Chaser and it's due on September 29th!! Yay! In that book I'm going to publish a short story that chronicles Queen Lanca's wedding to her boyfriend Vital! I'm publishing the first half, -ish, of that short story here and now! There are various hints here about what's to come! I'm so excited for you all to read it!
You are cordially invited to the wedding of Vital Aarier and Queen Lanca De Grierrispar, daughter of King Daemon of the Demon Darkness and Mirrith and Lanca De Long Tarrier Quir of LongLane Vampire, unliving, signed.
Graciously, the Royal Wedding will take place in the year of the Demon Block at the ancestral home of the Rapier Vampires, Vampire Locke. Queen Lanca De Grierrispar is Queen of the Rapier Vampire sect. The Wedding will require a change of title for the Queen’s future husband. The new Duke of the Blade will feature in a ceremony of crowning for the Queen. The Duke of Blade will not be given the title of King. Her Majesty retains all rights to rulership of the Rapier Vampire sect and any other sect that falls under her domain. Queen Lanca further retains all titles and property that she has before the marriage takes place.
Heads of paranormal groups, royalty, and heads of states will all be in attendance. The Wedding will take place at midnight under a full moon blaze, so as to truly embrace all the powers of the paranormal.
Queen Lanca has already experienced the overflowing glory and ascension to the highest sphere of power and respect by virtue of the coronation ceremony that raised her to the Blood Throne rulership, crowning her our beloved Rapier Vampire Queen. The coming ceremony will be more personal. The bride and groom will write their own vows. The bridal party will feature three bridesmaids and three groomsmen. In lieu of gifts, Queen Lanca has asked that guests make a donation in the form of the adoption of a lightmare, an animal dear to the Queen’s heart.
Vital’s training companions at The School will do a battle performance. Vampire Aarier will also present performances, both before his station changes and afterwards.
Vital Aarier is a peasant vampire but yet a living legend. He fought in the last two vampire wars with the Shade. He has been captured eight times. Do not read incompetence into that number. All others captured with him perished, but through his skill and perseverance he was able to survive and bring information back to his commanders. Vampire Aarier started training when he was three years old. He has trained every day since then. Aarier was first awarded the status of captain when he turned seventeen, the youngest vampire ever to attain that rank.
After that attainment, other awards and honors quickly followed. Vampire Aarier remains unbeaten in one-on-one combat.
He also remains unbeaten in two-on-one combat. There is no such thing as formal three-on-one combat. Vampire Aarier was the first to give an indication that such a competition might prove useful. Aairer was assigned to the king of the Ground Vampires in Europe. He protected the king and his family for five years until a protection role became available for him back home. Vampire Aarier did not originally desire to be in protection service. He served the Ground because he was required to work on formal occasions only, despite pleas that he serve full-time. Vampire Aarier has always had a wandering spirit. It wasn’t until his king, King Daemon, asked him to come home and protect his heir that Vampire Aarier saw he how he could be useful.
He gave up his wandering life and his adventures to come and serve as the body protector of then-Princess Lanca. It was a post any and all would be honored to hold, and Vampire Aarier has been honored in his turn.
Vampire Aarier’s mother was a blood maid, while his father worked mining the black diamonds. His mother died in chidbirth, a fact Aarier has always wished to keep in mind: that his life was made possible only by the death of a woman destined to be most dear to him. His father died shortly afterwards from a mining accident, leaving Aarier to focus all of his energies on training. Otherwise we feel certain his parents would have attained some honorable title by now.
The Right Honorable Actuary Hallibert Arthur Greg to his mother
This marriage is a ridiculous sham. It’s ridiculous to the tenth power. If that’s not a thing it’s ridiculous to a different power, but it’s definitely ridiculous. That vampire has been running wild ever since her foolish father got himself killed.
The Blood Throne deserves better. He shall be known as King (even if not officially), and it’s a disgrace! Have the vampires ever seen a king of common blood before, they have not! They shall not, if the Raor and Radvarious have anything to say about it. There were countless suitors of proper birth, dare I say the vampires would have preferred even a paranormal of different type, so long as his standing was high.
The lowest of the low and then lower. Her father must be turning over in his grave, literally, he’s a vampire after all.
This ruins the Rapier name.
This ruins the Blood Throne.
She is not long a queen and she has already failed. Truly, she has let her childish notions get in the way of her better judgment, there is nothing else to expect from a little princess.
Just another proven reason why queens should not rule. It is a shame. A real and true shame. Should serve her right if she were overrun by pixies (none of whom are fit to marry a vampire).
Mrs. Greg to her son
If you ever say anything like that about Queen Lanca again I’ll disinherit you.
Ricky Rollins to his older sister, Charlotte Rollins
What’s the dress code for this thing? Will you and Keller be back in time? I assume you will, since I got a kind of panicked message from Sip about dress fittings. Something about Lisabelle having a tantrum in the black holes and Sip’s spies being able to sense it all the way up in the real world. Can you get me a tux if I need one? I assume since this is a royal affair I’ll need one. All my new friends are jealous that I got an invitation. They think it’s because you’re so famous and not because you and Lanca are friends. It’s awesome how happy she is! Can’t wait to see you!
Ms. Elizabeth to her brother Vital
I’m here with Lanca and we both miss you. She probably misses you more, since I’m still bitter about that time when you dumped me in the mud when we were little, but I miss you too. When will you be back? Can you give news of any of this massively secret mission you’re on? Just don’t hurt yourself! I’m pretty sure that’s poor form before a wedding, especially when the whole paranormal world is coming! You weren’t allowed to go skiing, so you shouldn’t be allowed to fight! Lanca agrees with me. She keeps pacing. Preparations are now in full swing. The Mountain, or Vampire Locke as you call it, has undergone a thorough cleaning and we are in the midst of decorating. Lanca keeps talking about her sister Dirr and how she would have served as her maid of honor, but as it is, her friends from college are going to have that honor. I’m sure you know all this, but I’m just so excited! Lisabelle Verlans is one of the bridesmaids! Lanca knows Lisabelle Verlans! So do you! It’s just so surreal! Mom and Dad would be so proud of you!
Luck and love you
Professor Luc Dacer to his mother, Duchess Leonie
1. taffeta, lots of taffeta, in every color, but mostly in blue
2. gray satin
3. floral motifs
4. antique lace
5. patent leather
And then there’s what I’ll need for my wedding outfit! So much shopping, so little time!
This is the wedding of the century! At least until her friends start getting married. It’s not like an Erikson has ever had a small wedding, not to mention the youngest professor ever at Paranormal Public. There’s also Lisabelle Verlans to consider, although I rather think she’d threaten to kill any and all who attended. Sipythia might have to set her straight. Do you have your outfit in order, Mother? I’m sure you do and I would adore to hear about it. There’s been a lot of travel recently, what with all the problems across the pond, so to speak, but I have low hopes that it will sort itself out shortly. In the event that my expectations become reality and it doesn’t, of course, that will be a different matter entirely, but I have every confidence that I won’t have to miss the wedding, no matter what. Even evil would not get in the way of this party!
Duchess Leonie to her eldest son, Luc Dacer
My dear boy, all of that is fine. I am perfectly capable of dressing myself, as I have for years (shocking, I know), and luckily it hasn’t embarrassed you. Yet. I am looking forward to the travel and the pomp and circumstance. I must say, since the battle all has been quiet, sometimes eerily so. I shall also say that I will not be sad that you must come home. Your wanderings always slightly try my nerves. As to the Verlans girl, I imagine there will be a lot of mutterings and a little trouble, which will die down to none at all should any of the complaining paranormals be forced to confront her face to face. I rather feel the same about Queen Lanca. Poor girl, since the marriage announcement she’s simply been flooded with judgment. She loves him, he loves her. They are of the same sect, for paranormal’s sake!
I shall order all from your list. Love, your mother
Duchess Leonie to her old friend Professor Dustin, President of Sanctum of Lock and Iron
What a to-do this is all becoming! Not that I mind, as you remember from our school days I do love a good party and this is promising to be wonderful. I’ve been sending letters back and forth to dear Luc like mad. He had the audacity to be concerned about my wardrobe before I set him straight. Wherever does he think he got that sense of style from?
I would you were coming. Don’t tell me you aren’t important enough. I know for a fact that Her Royal Darkness sent you an invitation. I also realize that you are rather busy, especially considering recent events. Have the Chasers got any leads?
We’re still in recovery mode here at Public. It’s made easier because we know that we can strengthen the Power of Five more easily. But it’s still been difficult.
There have been many funerals and many, many tears. Understanding that losing is part of having in life makes it no easier. Many have died before their time. We mourn them all.
I believe Lanca wants to have her wedding so soon at least in part to take our minds off the recent troubles (that’s only a part mind you; young people have their minds on other things that require quick marriages).
The celebrations have already started. It’s been three generations since a sitting monarch married. The young ones are happy about her choice - marrying for love - and Vital isn’t exactly hard on the eyes either if I do say so myself, although don’t tell Luc I say so, as he thinks “old ladies” do not notice such things- But the older generations of vampires are concerned with her choice. Given how tenuous her power is, not strengthwise, but politically, she would have done better to make a more advantageous match that would help the Rapiers. I believe some of her subjects feel that way, anyway. Vital, unfortunately, is also acutely aware of such gossip. From what I can tell it wounds him that anyone would criticize his lady.
Lady Arathia Dragondy of Normandy to her cousin Lanca, Queen of the Rapier Vampires and Ruler of the Blood Throne
Oh Lanca! I cannot wait. It’s a wonderful occasion! A thousand congratulations to you! I cannot tell you what a welcome relief this wedding will be! All the doom and gloom recently, and all I’ve wanted is a happy day and your wedding will be the happiest! I do hope this Vital knows how lucky he is! Have no fear, I’ve every intention of reminding him when I arrive! There’s so much excitement here we’ve already started packing. Of course, when we leave in a week it will be like a party! I just can’t wait to see you and meet these friends I’ve heard so much about!
Lisabelle Verlans and Charlotte Rollins are famous even here! Sipythia Quest, since she started moving up the ranks in the paranormal government, is even getting mentions.
Now Lanca, I do not want to mar your wonderful day. I so wish to keep the strictest of focus just on that, but there are things I must, should, need to tell you that simply cannot wait. I figure that if I divulge them it’ll be less likely to draw suspicion.
I know you asked in a previous letter about the troubles here and the truth is I’ve been avoiding the subject. First, I’m afraid, but I also didn’t want to distract you from your big day. It’s supposed to be the happiest time in your life.
Now that I’ve gotten that off my chest, I’ll tell you a bit about it. I know you well and I know that when I arrive I’ll be in for an interrogation anyway. It’s just that it’s all been so dark and I really do think the worst is behind us. The long and the short of it is that massive stockpiles of iron are going missing. Since it’s used for so much magic here it’s been a big deal, especially considering that the Iron Chasers claim not to know where it is. I say claim, because there are many who do not believe the Chasers to be entirely ignorant. I’ll keep my own opinion out of it, just to say I’m sure it’ll sort itself out. The Shadow Court isn’t completely useless, despite popular opinion.
All the love in the paranormal world.
Professor Dustin, President of Sanctum of Lock and Iron, To Duchess Leonie, Visiting Professor at Paranormal Public University
I am regretful that I cannot attend. There is simply too much to be done here. The Chaser training isn’t going as well as we would have liked, and with the Devious Shire growing daily and the rumors growing by the hour there’s a lot to manage. I did want to give you a quick response, simply to say that you should give my love to Luc and tell him that I cannot wait until his next visit. As I’m sure is said of him often, he brightens up the place.
Charlotte Rollins, from somewhere in Asia, to her brother Ricky Rollins, somewhere in America
Ricky! Everything’s all set! Keller and I are coming back tomorrow and I can’t be more excited! I’ve been in touch with Lanca and I feel bad that I’m not there to help her, but then again she has an army, so to speak, or at least all the Rapiers, to assist with the wedding prep. I haven’t been in touch with Sip and Lisabelle as much as I’d like either, but they’re very busy these days. I guess we all are.
Anyway, Keller and I have had the most amazing time. I can’t wait to get back to Public and start teaching! I’m excited and nervous all at the same time! It’s going to be wondrous! How are you? Thanks so much for your note! I really can’t wait to see you. Yes, we’ve been staying out of trouble, but just barely. It’s a darn good thing Keller can fly as fast as he can, that’s all I have to say! Ha.
Queen Lanca of the Rapier Vampires, Ruler of the Blood Throne, to her cousin Lady Arathia Dragondy of Normandy
Thank you so much for your response! It’s been epically busy here, but I truly am so excited. It’s all coming together nicely. In truth, I would never get married just to brighten up the news cycle, but I am so relieved that my happiness is something to celebrate. I know deep down in my bones that Vital and I will make good and loving partners. He has shown himself to have a steady hand and a steady heart. I know that you say the iron isn’t a big deal, and I promise not to dwell on it (I’m sorry to have scared you with my interrogation techniques), but I still worry. The reports coming from that side of the pond are grim and they aren’t just about iron. We are weak here, the power structures unformed. At least I know that darkness and light will now co-exist for many years to come. I’m excited for you to meet my friends. They are truly the best and each of them is one of a kind.
Sorry to cut this short, but I really must go. My bridesmaids have started to arrive.