Ah, the troubles of being queen. Betsy Taylor hasn't quite got her fangs around
the idea of vampire diplomacy just yet, being new to the whole ruling class
thing, but she's learning fast. Dying last year and turning thirty, two major
stresses in any girl's book, kind of took Betsy's attentions for a long while.
It however cannot be delayed any further and the European delegation of vampires
is allowed to visit in order to pay their (insincere) respects to their new
leader. It's hard to parlay with those that have been cool with the whole
walking dead scene a lot longer than you, and Betsy never did have a lot of
patience. Included in the European ranks is a vampire who took the life of one
of her own people, and in doing so created a new vampire. What to do, what to
Clamping down on the urge to rip off a few ancient heads, Betsy calls upon her
inner calm to get her through some new and tricky situations. And there wasn't
a lot of inner calm there before she was dead, let alone now that she is.
Trying very hard not to drink blood is making Betsy very tetchy, and it is near
impossible to push that partiular discipline on a race of blood-drinkers.
Throw in a squawling baby, a zombie in the roof and the annoyed
lead-footheadness of her gorgeous vampire fiance - Betsy feels the walls closing
well and truly in.