Enjoy.

She backed up and ran into a wall. She closed her eyes and when she opened them she was back in the bathroom she stared in, but the damage was done, the memories were bleeding together and she clutched her head in pain. She wasn't married but a stolen bride, she wasn't a mother but a victim, she wasn't really pregnant but alone and used. She looked down at her stomach and saw that it was flat and that her clothing was gone. She was naked and sitting on a stone bench, much like the one from her memories. She looked around and saw her reflection in a small-clouded mirror.

She found herself to be naked, her body clean of all hair and dirt. Her scars where gone… scars like from when she had appendicitis, from when she fell off of her bike when she was 7, and from when she had gotten cut on the arm from an ex boyfriend. Everything was gone.

She was also older. It wasn't much, just longer hair, her body was filled out more and her hips wider. Subtle, but the change was there.

She also noticed that she glowed slightly.

She looked around the room and moved towards the pile of fabric and fur next to the stone she had been sitting on. She picked up the fabric and furs, noting that it was designed as a dress. She looked around once more, but there was nothing else in the room. She slipped on the outfit. It fit her.

She made it to the middle of the room before strings of memories hit her, causing her to collapse to her knees. She grabbed her head in the rush of information. She was the Queen with two children, she knew she was pregnant again, time had passed for her while her mother was dead (most likely killed by the hunter, the Fae Killer/Hunter), and she was going to kill the man that made her 'love him'. She had the strength of the Fae now, she was more Fae than human now, but that wasn't going to stop her.

She climbed to her feet and walked to the vines on the wall. She raised her hand and swiped downward, the vines parted for her. She moved into the hallway, looking both ways she turned to her left and moved along the walls, one of her hands dragging along it. She kept moving until she ended up at a vine covered doorway. She smirked as she caught his sent, raised her hand, and made the vines part. She stepped into the room and his sent hit her stronger than ever. She didn't fight her body or mind as she moved towards her husband.

She walked up behind him, holding him from behind. He relaxed into her for a moment before she pulled away and went in front of him to face the humans before him. Their blood sang to her and she smirk... and that scared her... she enjoyed being a Fae... being the queen.

Maybe being a Fae would change how she was going to handle things.

She grabbed a few males and made them stand. She raised a finger to a creature to her left, "take them to young female Fae that have had their first blood last year. It is time for them to mate." She did the same thing until the last of the males were gone.

She did the same with the females until one was left. She helped her stand, "My daughter picked you out, your blood sung to her."

She looked back at her husband and smirk, "She shall be tested as I was tested for you, if she survives, I believe our daughter has her Queen, " she turned back to the girl, "she smells as I remember I did. I can almost taste it." She turned to the last servant in the room, "Take her to my chambers and ready her. Use my special furs."

The servant nodded and led the last girl away. The room was empty of everyone but her and her husband, the king.

"You remember?" He asked, she could tell his voice was guarded.

She turned to look at him, "All you had to do was ask if I wanted power, strength, love, lust... I would have said yes a hundred times over. The human world was not for me. It never felt right. I never believed my mother and grandmother about the stories of the underworld and the Fae, but I do believe if you asked I would have listened to what you wanted."

She moved towards him slowly, expecting him at any moment to call for guards have her knocked unconscious again. Instead, she found herself pushing him back against a wall.

"When I woke up again, I was scared and alone and naked... I remember everything from the moment your mother sexed me up in the back of a club that wasn't really a club. I also remember the dreams from where I called you Brendon. I wanted to kill you, I came here to find you and kill you and kill anyone else that would get in my way to leave. To get back to top side. But then your smell hit me... then the smell of their blood filled me with passion and lust. Am I meant for this?... I am meant for this. The scary part is that I want this, and I want you. Are you going to rid me of my memories to keep me as your queen, or may I be myself?"

He just looked down at her for a few moments in silence before speaking, "I am going to feast of you tonight..."

"After I feast on the young woman in my chambers. You may watch, as I believe your father watched your mother and I."

The King nodded, "I think I shall. Our daughter will be glad to know that you are preparing her for the future."

"Well, she does beautiful on her blood lust days. My only regret is that you had my mother killed; she held much knowledge that we could have taken from her. But the question remains unanswered. Am I to be wiped clean again, or do I get to keep my memories? All of them? I want to keep the memories, from all three lives I lived. They make me whom I am."

The King looked down at her, running his hands down her shoulders to her upper arms, pulling her dress off of her. They both smiled as it hit the floor. "I do believe it would be in my best interest to take them… but for you, I would do anything…"

"I think I know why my mother and grandmother were afraid of your kind finding me… they knew," she turned and stepped out of the clothing at her feet, turning and walking towards her room where the young human girl waited for her.

"They knew what," the King said, he followed behind her.

She looked over her shoulder back at him, "That I would enjoy being the Queen of the underworld, that I would be strong and I would make you strong too."